XXE-156 Chinatown Orgy
By Rita Roundrear


FOREWORD

Behind the neon glow, and the quaint charm of the Chinatown area of beautiful San Francisco, there is a ready market for sexual activity. For the beautiful girls who hold a special appeal to men who want to experiment sexually, hold a special appeal.

Our story concerns a confused young girl whose mother was Chinese, and whose father was a Caucasian. Her father vanished shortly after she was born. And this caused her to live in a difficult situation. She couldn't talk about her "father" and yet her very appearance told vividly what had happened.

As she developed into a teenager, she became sexually exciting to many men. The combination of the Oriental beauty, with the Caucasian blend, made her a most stimulating sex package.

Her emotional problems caused her to fare very poorly in school, and it was this tragic situation that left her at the mercy of men who wanted her for sexual reasons. She couldn't type, and she didn't want to work in a Chinese laundry or restaurant. Her first desire was to be "somebody", and to make this happen, she had to have an apartment, fine clothes, and all the other superficial symbols of success. She managed to acquire them all, with comparative ease, by peddling her body to the highest bidders. Soon, she learned the dark secrets of carnal lust most men keep hidden, until they find a girl who will "do everything", if the price is right.

Always, her mother was in the background trying to make her see that there was nothing to be gained by throwing herself away for the sake of momentary monetary gain. But, she was so headstrong, and willful, she wouldn't listen.

Yet, as she discovered how warped, and how sick many men were when it came to demanding sexual favors from her, she realized with ugly impact, she had to change if she would ever find peace of mind.

Her mother put it crudely, but accurately when she declared, "someday you'll regret selling yourself so cheap,". Later, her mother's words rung in her ears like fire, for she discovered, she was right.

- The Publisher


CHAPTER ONE

Barbara was a beautiful Eurasian girl. Her father who had disappeared when she was but a baby had always puzzled her. She couldn't understand why he would leave her. For all other men seemed to want to get terribly friendly with her and fast. Even though she was Eurasian, she never felt strange about that fact, for she grew up in Chinatown in San Francisco.

Chinatown always held a wonderful fascination for her. She enjoyed the cable cars, the magnificent Bay view and the fact there were so many visitors passing through colorful San Francisco.

Even as a young girl she discovered it was not difficult to make a lot of money if she would succumb to the sexual advances of the various men who were always around, propositioning her.

Barbara's mother was disturbed. She worked in a nearby noodle factory and tried to get her daughter to understand that it was better not to have everything.

"Mom," Barbara snapped defiantly, "you live your life your way, I'll live my life my way. What have you ever accomplished?"

Through tear-stained eyes her mother looked at her. "That's no way to talk to me," she reprimanded Barbara abruptly. "I have worked hard to make a living for the both of us."

Barbara threw her head back and laughed.

"And I'm supposed to like it? I live here in a little dump of an apartment."

Her dignified Chinese mother glared at her.

"That is what gratitude I get from you. I'm ashamed that you are my daughter."

At last Barbara felt she could lash out at her mother without holding back.

"You might be interested in knowing, mom," she said in a cold, brusque manner, "that I'm ashamed that you are my mother. You weren't thinking about me when you had sex with my good-for-nothing father who ran off and left you."

She left the house a few hours later. She packed up her belongings, determined that she was going to find work. Her mother ran after her, trying to get her to listen to reason. But Barbara was too angry now to hear anything but the insistent voice of her own selfishness.

When she found it impossible to get work, she went to the North Beach area. She did have a beautiful body and she thought perhaps she might get into a strip show.

"Strip shows are pass ," the bartender who owned the place told her. "Now they want simulated sex."

Barbara, who had never been to North Beach before, didn't understand what old Nick was talking about.

"Simulated sex?" she asked him curiously. "I'm not quite sure I know what you mean."

"I'll show you," he said as he grabbed her roughly and began pushing himself against her.

She could feel his hard penis pressing against her body as he shoved.

"Get away from me," Barbara demanded.

When Nick saw the fire flash in her eyes, it revved him up all the more.

"Hang tight, honey," he told her, "I'm not gonna rape you. I was just illustrating. That's all."

Barbara didn't care for the illustrated lesson. She was determined that Nick was not going to treat her like this anymore.

"Damn you," she snapped defiantly, "I hate you."

Nick laughed.

"Look, if you want a job," he told her, "I'll give you one. But I don't want any back talk. You don't have to go to bed with me, but you do have to put on a good act."

Barbara was at least relieved. She certainly didn't want to go to bed with him. And now that he had assured her he was not going to insist on that as a determining factor in whether or not she could find employment, she considered it.

"I'm a quick learner," she told him, "and I'm a hard worker. Also, I would be here every night. I'm on my own now and I've got to make my own way."

Nick was fascinated by her and figured that sooner or later he would have her. However, in the meantime, he was willing to wait and hire her.

When his star of the show, a handsome, dark-skinned Chicano, came in a few moments later, he introduced him.

"Carlos, meet... what is your name?" he asked, looking at her.

"Barbara," she told him.

"Barbara," he introduced her to Carlos, "you're gonna work together. I want to see you take off your clothes and perform. You will wear a G-string. That's all."

Having never been to such a place, Barbara didn't know what Nick was talking about.

"A G-string?" she asked him curiously.

"Yes," he nodded. "There are different sizes in the dressing room. Carlos will show you."

She went into the dressing room with Carlos. He laughed as he demonstrated what the G-strings were by clumsily putting them over his own crotch.

"I understand," she nodded.

Now Carlos was undressing. Barbara recognized that it was her obligation to undress, too. It made her feel edgy and nervous. Nevertheless, she did what she felt she had to do.

Carlos watched her undressing. He was curious to see what her body looked like. He could tell she was an Eurasian and it fascinated him to look at a beautiful woman who did look different.

"Hey, not bad," he whispered in an erotic voice as he finally caught sight of her naked body.

"This is business," Barbara told him. "I explained that to Nick. No sex. I'm here to work."

"So am I," Carlos smiled as he slipped out of his shorts, revealing his huge, throbbing cock swinging between his legs.

"Wouldn't you like to nibble on this?" he grinned at her with a small-boy expression forming on his face.

Shaking her head, she slipped into her G-string.

"I'm going to perform on stage," she quipped quickly, "and I'm not doing anything in the dressing room."

Carlos paid no attention. Instead, he stood there stroking his cock.

"You're wasting your time," she told him. "And Nick's time, too. Let's get on stage."

Slightly disappointed that he couldn't get her to do what he wanted to do, he finally slipped into his jock strap. The two of them went on stage. Soon they were performing together.

As the blue spotlight bathed their bare-naked bodies, it created quite an erotic sight for Nick, who watched. Nick could feel his balls tighten and his cock lengthen as he observed the beautiful Eurasian girl acting as if she was being severely screwed by the Mexican man.

"Put a lot of pumping action in it," he suggested.

"Make it look wild."

He didn't waste a moment now, giving a superb performance.

When the act was over, Barbara was pleased. For she was certain Nick would hire her.

"How was it?" she asked him.

"Not bad for a beginner," he replied. "I just want to make sure that you will be punctual and not start peddling your ass."

That really made her angry.

"What in hell are you talking about?" she snapped angrily. "I'm not a hooker. I'm an exotic dancer." Nick nodded, pleased with her reply.

"That's encouraging," he told her. "I'm glad to hear you talk like that. I wouldn't want to think I was dealing with a slut."

It really bothered her to think he could speak so boldly. She didn't like anyone to talk to her like this.

"All right," he agreed, "I'll treat you like a lady. Make sure you always act like one."

When she got back to the dressing room with Carlos, he was immediately pulling off his jock strap and trying to entice her to go down on him.

"Wouldn't you like to lick it?" he begged. "It would really taste good. I promise I will be easy."

She was so angry at this point that she could barely stand it.

"Don't talk to me like that. I'm not gonna have anything to do with you."

Finally he went over to her and pressed his naked body against her naked body. She had no sooner taken off the G-string than he was forcing himself against her.

"Don't you want to feel that big cock sliding in your pussy?" he panted as he pressed his firm, rugged chest against her soft, smooth bosoms.

It did entice and excite her. All at once Barbara seemed to understand what her mother must have felt when her father came after her physically. She felt guilty now of making such a fuss over her mother's sexual activities.

"Oh, stop it," she begged. "Nick will come in here and find us and there will be trouble. He will expect me to do things with him. I can't. Don't you understand?" Carlos nodded and smiled triumphantly.

"I understand," he assured her. "We won't do it here. But we've got to fuck. We've got to fuck each other." She smiled softly and nodded.

"All right, tiger, But later."

When Barbara stepped out of the bar, Carlos was there with his car.

"I'll give you a lift," he told her.

"All right," she agreed.

Getting in his car, it didn't take him long to let her know what he had in mind.

"I have a nice apartment with a fantastic view," he told her. "I live on Lombard Street."

"Do you really?" she asked curiously. "I've heard about the nice apartments there. I don't live in much of a place myself."

"You ought to move in with me," Carlos told her. "We could share the rent."

Smiling nervously now, she nodded.

"Yes, that sounds like a great idea."

He was reaching over now and playing with her.

"Actually," he suggested with a laugh, "it would be safer for you if you lived with me. Much safer. If you are going to protect yourself from all of the men who are going to want your body, you're gonna need a man."

What Carlos said made sense, she knew. For it was obvious to her that plenty of men would probably be after her. The prospect of having to get rid of them all didn't exactly excite her.

"Would you be much help?" she asked him bluntly.

He nodded reassuringly.

"You bet I would," he told her. "I would protect you. Now why don't you listen to me?"

Once in Carlos's apartment, she could see that what he said about the Bay view was true. For he did have a fantastic view of the lights of the city as well as the Bay.

"Let's get out of our clothes again," he suggested immediately. "I want to fuck some more."

He was terribly bold and blunt about it. This bothered her.

"I'm not a phony," Carlos told her. "I like to tell it like it is. Take off everything, honey, and let it all hang out. I like to run around the house naked myself. I think it does the body good to get the air. Let's open the sliding glass door here that leads onto the balcony. Only don't step out there when you take your clothes off."

Barbara stepped out on the balcony. It did afford a fabulous view.

Going back into the apartment with him, she waited while he closed the curtains and drapes. Then he took off all of his clothes and she hesitatingly began undressing.

"What made you want to be an erotic, exotic dancer?" he asked.

"I needed to make a living," Barbara explained, "and I'm not a typist. I am a good dancer, though."

At this point Carlos didn't care to talk. Instead he wanted action.

"Just take off your clothes," he told her, "and let's get into the bedroom."

Together in the bedroom, when they had completely undressed, they looked at each other. At first Barbara was afraid. She wasn't used to getting this bold and it bothered her. Carlos picked up on it quickly.

"Come on," he told her, "don't act that way. You want to have sex with me. You know you do."

What he had to say was true. She finally reached out and gripped his big, thick penis. She pulled on it. At the same time she reached to his balls with her other hand.

"Get on your knees," Carlos told Barbara. "I want to see you suck my prick."

Barbara got on her knees. She pulled Carlos's cock to her lips.

"Flip your tongue back and forth," he told her. "Lick it for me."

She let her tongue lick the tip of his quivering, long penis.

"That's how to do it," he told her. "Just like that."

Her hot licking tongue movements aroused and stimulated him.

"Ohhh, keep it up," he told her. "I want to fill your mouth with my pecker."

At this point she wondered how much of his cock she could take. He was coming on strong now, pushing his long penis into her mouth farther, farther. Gripping her head he held her in place as he began to swiftly fuck her face. Barbara could feel his long cock engulf her mouth and slip down her throat. She thought she was going to choke on his prick at any moment.

"Keep it up," he told her. "Suck my juicy dick stick. Lick it."

She kept her mouth moving back and forth across his thick, long penis.

"Ohhh, yes, yes," he cried eagerly, "do me. Swallow it."

To her amazement she did discover some pleasure having his hard, long shaft sliding back and forth down her throat. It was like an erotic throat massage. With one hand she gripped his firm penis and with her other hand she jiggled his balls. Carlos could see that she was a natural cock sucker. She had an instinct and talent for it.

"Ohhh, lick my prick," he begged. "Suck me. Oh, yes, yes. Suck my cock off."

He liked the way she held his penis firmly. He thrilled to the tingling excitement of her finger tips playing with his swelling balls.

"I'm gonna flood your face with my juice," he promised her.

Reaching down he gripped her head now and guided his manhood in her mouth, down her throat, as he came closer to climax.

"Swallow it," he told her. "Don't spit it out."

A second later he shot her his wad. As she felt the first wave of sperm surging down her throat, she thought she would choke on it. Carlos held her head firmly over his cock as he kept on plunging.

"Suck it off," he ordered. "Swallow every drop of it." He was eager to have her milk his penis with her mouth.

"Yes," he panted as he went on thrusting. "Suck it all out. Gobble my cum."

She was sucking smoothly now, getting him more aroused than ever. His juice tasted sweet to her and she sucked every drop of it. Finally she pulled her mouth off his penis tip and licked her lips. Affectionately Carlos patted her head.

"You and I are gonna make a good sex act on stage," he nodded, "and off stage even better."


CHAPTER TWO

Getting to her feet, Barbara went over to the bed and stretched out.

"I think I need a drink," she gulped nervously.

"Didn't you ever blow a guy before?" Carlos asked, quite certain she hadn't.

Shaking her head she looked over at him.

"No," she informed him flatly, "I never thought I would do such a thing."

"It wasn't bad once you got used to it, was it?" he questioned her.

Shaking her head, she whispered, "I liked the taste of you."

Carlos fixed her a whiskey sour and handed it to her. He drank one himself as he sat on the edge of the bed, bare-ass naked, and talked to her.

"Tell me, how did you really get into this worthless business?"

Barbara began unwinding her own twisted past for him.

"Mom got involved with some guy who fucked her and left her. I was what reminded her of the mistake she made."

Carlos could see that she took a very negative view of her own existence.

"That's not a nice way to look at it," he told her flatly. "After all, you shouldn't blame yourself. You had no choice."

She looked at him and half-smiled.

"But it doesn't help me any. I'm half Chinese and half god-knows-what."

Coming over to her Carlos wrapped his arms lovingly about her.

"In my book you are beautiful. You're Eurasian, Barbara. There are a lot of girls like that in San Francisco. Don't ever knock yourself again."

It pleased her to have him take such a positive attitude.

"You know, I like you," she told him.

He placed his lips on hers and held her tightly as he kissed her affectionately. His hands were reaching now to play with her breasts.

"You've got nice tits, honey," he told her. "Good sucking boobs."

At that point Carlos began sucking on her bosoms. It made her feel nervous to have him making over her so much. But there was a part of her that enjoyed it. She liked to have his hand feeling down around her crotch. She enjoyed it when he patted her pussy. But she liked it most of all when he got his mouth over her breasts and started sucking on them.

It was strange how much pleasure she could derive from his tongue licking and his teeth nibbling at her bosoms. When he moved down to her crotch and pressed his hot lips against her pussy lips, she felt waves of erotic desire go through her. His tongue stabbed inside of her vagina and soon he was tongue fucking her there.

"Oh, Carlos," she panted as she parted her wet thighs, "lick me."

Carlos loved the embrace of her hot thighs as her hands reached down to grip his head and guide him as he sucked her mound.

She had found how much pleasure he could bring her here.

"Suck me," she begged eagerly, "suck my sweet pussy."

His tongue flipped back and forth across her clit. This got her more excited than ever. She threw her legs over his shoulders as she pumped back to meet his driving cock stabs.

"Lick me," she urged him. "Suck my box."

His hot tongue hastily whipped inside of her.

"Yes, yes," she cried ecstatically, "that's what I want you to do. Everything."

Sparing nothing now, Carlos got his teeth, his tongue and his nose down in there and sucked, licked and tongue fucked her.

"Ohhh, I'm cuming," she finally gasped as the erotic waves splashed over her.

Carlos ate her box hungrily.

When he did pull his sticky, pink tongue from her pussy he smiled.

"Wow!" he exclaimed. "You really tasted delicious, baby."

She glanced at his long cock and Barbara knew that he had to have more sex.

"You still ready to screw?" she asked, reaching down and fondling his penis.

He nodded.

"I'd like to try it another way," he suggested. "It's real tight that way."

His hands began playing with her ass cheeks.

"Lie on your stomach," he suggested, "and I will demonstrate."

At first she was fearful of doing as he told her. She didn't want that big cock ramming in her asshole.

"I'll lick your butt first and get it all moist and slick," he told her. "Then I'll slide my pecker in real quick."

At this point his hot tongue flipped back and forth across her curving, bare ass cheeks. He reached underneath her and fingered her pussy. At the same time his hot tongue found its target. He stabbed his tongue right up her asshole. After he had tongue fucked her until she was twisting and turning and gasping and moaning, he knew he could screw her butt.

Making an effort to give her a good time now, he pulled her toward him. Gripping her hips he flipped his big cock between her ass cheeks. She could feel the thick prick sliding slowly between her buttocks.

"I'm gonna fuck your ass and fuck it good," he told her.

Suddenly she felt his big penis sliding to her tight anal ring. She was doubtful as to whether or not he could ever get it right up her ass crack.

"Do it easy," she warned him. "Ohhhh, take it cool."

He was not a bit gentle. It was obvious to her Carlos had a lot of the sadist in him. Gripping her buttocks now he firmly lunged forward. As she felt his big penis slipping up her asshole, she let out a moan of pain.

"Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck."

It was impossible for her to move. Having never experienced such ugly pain before, her last thought was on providing sexual entertainment for her lover. When she didn't swing her hips, this got Carlos angry. He slapped her ass cheeks roughly, demanding, "Wiggle your butt."

Finally she gathered up courage to tell him how it felt.

"Damn it, you're killing me," she complained. "Stop it."

It made no difference to him. His pleasure was his only consideration. He went on crudely ramming his cock right up her rectum.

"That's better," he told her as he observed her trying to wiggle her ass.

He was ramming in roughly now and he could hear his balls slap against her bare bottom as he plunged it in all the way.

"Fuck off," he exclaimed excitedly, "fuck it. Yes, baby, that's how it's done. Twist your tail around. Fuck it."

His terrible penis continued plunging up her ass. She kept twisting her tail, hoping he would get his rocks off swiftly. She didn't know how much more of this kind of screwing she could take.

"You're right on," Carlos gasped as he saw her moving and felt his penis being twisted in her swinging ass.

Now he went on rhythmically ramming, feeling his balls tighten and tense. It wouldn't be much longer now until he got his rocks off.

"Fuck it," he gasped as he felt his cock explode high in her asshole.

She continued twisting her tail now, hoping he would be satisfied and slide his hard penis from her tight anal channel.

Finally he eased his cock from her asshole, rolled over and thanked her.

"You were a beautiful fuck," he told her. "I loved every minute of it."

She was grateful it was over. However, she didn't realize how difficult he could be.

"Now, baby," he told her, "I want to finish it off with the whips."

That was more than she would stand for. Barbara jumped off the bed. Almost shouting at him, she informed him flatly, "You're not gonna whip me! You've had enough."

Using his persuasion, Carlos turned on the charm full blast.

"Some women love being whipped," he told her.

"That is, if a man knows how to do it."

This whetted her curiosity momentarily.

"Is there a special way of whipping a woman?" she demanded.

He nodded and smiled at her.

"You bet your fucking ass there is, and I know how."

He was eager to prove his point. Carlos went to his closet where he kept his collection of whips. He had two small ones that he wanted to use on her at the same time.

"Why don't we just call it a day?" she begged off.

"No, I want to see your response to pain. It excites me.

She stretched out on her stomach and he had her roll over.

"I've got sensitive tits," she told him flatly, "and I don't want you using those whips on my breasts."

Carlos didn't say anything as he brought both whips up in the air and finally lashed them down across her bare body. One of the whips slashed across her bosoms, while the other cut across her pussy.

"You're sick. Now stop it."

He didn't stop it until he got a hard-on. When she saw his glistening cock quivering between his legs, she understood what he was doing.

"This excites you. Now I understand why. If you're causing me pain and anguish that makes you happy. You are damned sick."

Carlos was slipping a French ticker on the tip of his penis. Coming over to her now he straddled her.

"What have you got on your cock?" she asked him curiously.

"A French tickler to make you enjoy my fuck a lot more," he nodded.

Ramming his cock into her, the French tickler instantly collided with her pussy lining. She felt it brushing back and forth inside of her and to her surprise it did feel good.

"I'm gonna rock it softly," he told her. "I don't want to hurt you. "I'm just trying to enjoy sex in different ways."

At this point she wasn't so sure Carlos didn't derive most of his pleasure from causing pain. She tried her best, however, not to let on when he was really hurting her. For she figured that might be where he obtained his ultimate pleasure. He brushed his chest back and forth across her soft bosom flesh.

"You're beautiful," he whispered enticingly. "You know that, don't you?"

Finally his lips found hers and he went on ramming. Instinctively, she reached down to grip his buttocks. Squeezing his ass cheeks, she felt him stabbing into her with driving, fast force.

"Fuck," he whispered hotly, "fuck. That's how, honey. Fuck it."

It inspired Carlos to have her clasp his ass cheeks in such an earnest, eager manner.

"Finger my asshole," he suggested. "I would enjoy that. Ohhh, baby, that feels good. Slide your finger right up my asshole."

She continued sliding her finger right up his rectum as he went on driving his cock with its French tickler on the tip into her pussy.

Barbara swung her hips now and went on fingering his ass, crying out in sexual ecstasy, "I love it. Screw me, Carlos. It feels so good."

Carlos looked into her beautiful eyes. He only wished they could perform in person like this. He knew they would really be a wonderful sex team. But right now the only thing he was concerned with was getting every kick he could.

"Baby, slip your finger from my asshole and grab my ass cheeks," he suggested. "That feels better now. Oh, honey, I'm fucking. I'm almost there."

His penis plunged in rhythmically now as he came ever closer to climax.

"Yes, yes," she cried earnestly, "I want to feel it. Give it to me."

Proudly he pumped his penis in her all the way. His cock exploded. She felt the surge of cum shooting in her and loved it. Clasping his buttocks, she moved her hands from his ass up to his shoulders as she held him firmly within her grasp.

"Ohhh, baby," she panted as he finished fucking her, "This is what I like. Give me that big cock of yours. I love it."

Carlos went on shoving it in her, thrilled to see how much of a charge she got out of screwing with him. Slipping his cum-covered cock out of her, he spoke with her frankly.

"You know, there are ways we could make more money than working at Nick's bar."

Not quite sure she understood what he meant, she asked him to explain further.

"There are dirty shows," he explained, "Where you don't just simulate fucking. I mean, you really perform."

"The law doesn't allow those," she shook her head.

"You have to go underground," he explained, "But it's worth it. Sure, it might frighten you at first, but you get used to it."

She didn't like the way he was talking. He was suggesting something dangerous.

"Rich people like to hire a beautiful gal and a good-looking guy like me to screw to stimulate them. A lot of them are so far out on booze and drugs that they can hardly get it up anymore."

It didn't appeal to Barbara to use her body to satisfy the jaded appetites of the wealthy. It went against every principle that she stood for.

"I don't like it," she quipped.

He listening to her now and decided he would speak boldly.

"You've got to wise up," he explained. "There's not much money doing it for Nick. We can put on a good simulated sex show, but we can put on a better one if we would dare to do the real thing. You can't be afraid if you're gonna make money. You've got to be fearless."

She knew she wasn't fearless and this was bothering her now.

"Don't get me upset," she told him. "It makes me nervous to hear you talk like that."

"I've never been involved in a raid yet," Carlos said proudly. "You don't have to worry none. What people want to do in their own homes is nobody's business."

Thinking about it some more, it became evident to Barbara that she certainly could use the money. It would not be clean money, but she didn't care. After all, she had no father who would admit to being her father, and her mother had all but disowned her. A small smile played about her lips as she pictured herself in a posh apartment with a fantastic Bay view.

"How can you afford this place on what Nick pays you?" she finally blurted.

"I have my ways, baby," he winked at her. "I told you there's a lot of money to be made fucking. Not just pretending, but doing the real thing. And it's a lot more fun, too."


CHAPTER THREE

It was becoming painfully clear to Barbara what her lover Carlos had in mind. Maybe she could make some money this way.

"All right, Carlos," she told him, "I'm willing to give it a spin."

Carlos told her that after the midnight show the following Saturday night, they would get together and drive to a man's house where wealthy suburbanites would be assembled for the purpose of erotic stimulation and wife swapping.

The Saturday night show went along magnificently. They performed with the minimum clothes. Carlos wore his jock strap and Barbara wore her G-string. The large silver star pasties over her nipples bothered Nick. When she was in her dressing room he abruptly came in.

"Why did you have to wear those big silver stars over your nipples? Are you afraid they're going to see something?"

Barbara couldn't take anymore of this.

"I'm gonna give you a piece of my mind," she shook her head angrily. "I will wear the size of stars I want over my nipples. Now you get the fuck out of here, Nick."

"I wish you'd give me a piece of ass instead of a piece of your mind," Nick laughed as he turned and walked out.

Carlos congratulated her.

"Good for you, honey," he told her. "You stood up to the bastard. It isn't easy to stand up to that guy."

They laughed about it an hour later as they were driving along a freeway to the orgy.

"I'm gonna move up to high society," she laughed.

She was a girl with a beautiful form and yet there was something mysterious about her. This got to Carlos.

"Why do you get me so stimulated?" he asked her.

"That's because you have such a poor control," she quipped as she reached over and gripped his thigh.

Her hand shot and suddenly she was groping him.

"You shouldn't do that," he warned her.

"I suppose I should save it for the show," she laughed.

Barbara had a certain hunger gnawing through her body now that prompted her to unzip his fly, pull out his cock and start licking on his penis. This bothered Carlos. He knew that it was thoughtful of her and she was obviously sexually obsessed. But he felt she ought to confine it to the act. Otherwise, he might not be able to get an erection on time.

"Pull your damn mouth off my cock," he told her angrily.

Finally Barbara reluctantly pulled her mouth off his penis.

"Why did you say that?" she asked. "Wasn't I doing it right?"

Looking at her with concern, he explained, "Look, I've got to save my hard-on for the show. If you suck it all out maybe I can't get it up. Then I won't get paid for my performance. So please, take it easy."

Immediately Barbara apologized.

"Ohhh, I'm sorry," she told him.

"Don't get difficult," he warned her. "Look, baby, we are in a business venture."

He got his cock back in his shorts and zipped up his fly. He didn't say anything more to her, but she got the point. When they arrived at the suburban mansion, it was a Georgian, white-pillared home, sitting back quite a distance from the road. The green manicured lawns gave it a very elegant look. There was plenty of illumination so that it would not be difficult to find the place. The lights played across the gardens and the front pillars were also illuminated by direct lighting.

"What a spectacular place," she observed.

"You just keep screwing, honey," he told her, "and maybe someday you'll have a mansion like this."

She laughed.

"It would take a lot of fucking to get into this place," she assured him.

When they finally did enter the beautiful house, the butler carefully introduced them to the host.

"I'm so happy to meet you, Mr. Livingston," Carlos told him. "I want you to get acquainted with a lovely young lady who is going to be performing with us."

This really got to Barbara.

"Well, we always like new flesh," he observed.

They were shown to an upstairs bedroom where they both undressed completely. Mr. Livingston came in a few moments later and looked at Barbara approvingly.

"You're a very beautiful girl," he observed, "and I'm sure that you can give us a very good time."

Barbara nodded and smiled. Naked now, they strode down the hall. Barbara tried to maintain a measure of dignity, although she was finding it difficult at such an orgy.

When they got into the living room, she observed that the large, queen-sized bed was placed in a corner. Two spotlights were focused on the bed. Fortunately, they weren't bright, glaring lights.

"Wow!" she exclaimed as she walked over to the bed, "I guess they expect us to really put on a performance."

There was a smattering of applause as the rock music began playing.

"This will get us hotter, listening to that music," Carlos told her.

At this point they were ready to go into their act.

"Let's have a good fuck," Carlos began. "We really will have to get going. Stretch out, honey, and I'll stretch out, too. Let them see your entire body."

Once she was completely stretched out, she was prepared for what followed.

"Now get down there around my legs and start licking my balls," he told her.

Barbara began working her tongue back and forth across his testicles. As she did so, his whole body rocked back and forth. He was enjoying the stimulating tongue stabs that were being directed his way.

"Keep it up," he told her. "Just keep licking. Suck my balls. Suck them."

Barbara ran her tongue over his testicles. And he began twisting and turning.

"Ohhh, suck my nuts," he exclaimed. "Suck them, baby, suck."

Carlos's whole body began to twist and turn from her hot, determined strokes. She kept on tickling his hot balls, driving her tongue around them. Then she reached out and gripped his buttocks with both hands.

"Ohhh, keep it up," he begged her. "Grab my cock."

Her fingers reached for his penis. She gripped the full, hard length of it. And then she began slowly pumping his cock as she continued to suck on his balls.

"Come on, baby," he told her, "suck my nuts. Lick them."

He could tell that if she kept this up he was going to bring her off. This bothered him, because he wanted to make it last longer.

"Come on, baby," he told her, "eat me. Eat my hot prick. Really work your tongue. Ohhh, lick it."

Letting his balls slip from her mouth, she licked up the underside of his shaft. Up and down her hot tongue worked on his penis. Then she went back to licking his balls once more. Reaching out she let her fingers pull and squeeze on his penis. It was as hard as rock now and this stimulated him.

"Suck my balls, baby," he told her, "Then lick my prick."

Barbara understood that he Wanted her to alternate the action. He knew that he would be cuming soon if she didn't quit tonguing his penis. So she let her tongue slip around his ass crack.

"Come on and suck me," he begged her. "Suck my ass."

Parting his legs further, he made it easier for her to get down there and lick around his crotch. He really got stimulated when he felt her tongue flipping between his ass cheeks.

"Come on and suck me," he panted excitedly. "Ohhh, honey, do me."

She kept her tongue working every moment.

"You really know how to suck ass. You're good at it. Come on, suck my ass."

At this point she kept on steadily applying her tongue to his ass crack. This excited him. Grabbing his ass cheeks now, she kept her fingers twisting and turning and squeezing his buttocks. It was evident to Carlos that she was very knowledgeable about every aspect of sex. And the longer her tongue flipped around his ass crack, the more excited he became.

"Just keep your tongue licking up my ass," he told her. "Get in there and tongue fuck it."

The naked people in the orgy audience were getting stimulated. The men were insisting that the women who were servicing them would do the identical thing. Soon it had turned into an ass-sucking orgy. Every man was insisting that the woman going down on him would lick his asshole as well. Barbara was providing the erotic stimulation for them all.

"Suck my ass," Carlos begged. "Suck my asshole. I really love it."

Her tongue stiffened and stabbed right up his rectum. Now he was so excited he could hardly stand it. Her hands gingerly massaged his bare buttocks as her tongue continued stabbing right up his rectum.

"Ohhh, eat my ass," he begged her as her fingers kept on clutching his ass cheeks.

Her tongue worked ever more swiftly in and out of his tight, twisting rectum.

"You'd better cop your mouth on my cock," he exclaimed excitedly.

The women who were in the audience followed suit. Withdrawing their tongues from the men's assholes, they immediately began licking up their penises. Leading the way, Barbara slipped her mouth over Carlos's cock. She sucked firmly on his hard, throbbing penis. His hips rocked back and forth. She could tell from the way he was pumping forward, how much he was enjoying it.

"Ohhh, honey," he begged her, "suck me off."

The men in the audience were reaching down, guiding the women over their penises. Barbara was leading the way.

"I'm really gonna shoot you a load," Carlos panted as he went on pumping it.

She slowed down as she recognized he was at the point of orgasm. Realizing that her duty was to supply erotic excitement for an entire audience, she recognized the importance of not bringing Carlos off too quickly. Her fingers played about his balls. And he went on gasping, sighing and fucking her face energetically.

"Eat my prick," he begged anxiously. "Suck it. That's how it's done. Suck my cock off. Suck, baby, suck."

With determined thrusts he was ramming it down her throat.

"Ohhh, wow!" he exclaimed. "That's what I want you to do. Suck, baby, suck it off."

The hot, white cream erupted in her mouth. And as his penis kept spurting thick, white semen down her throat, she sucked hungrily.

"Baby, I'm really shooting you a load," he exclaimed. "Suck every drop of it. Suck, baby, suck."

Barbara's mouth caught every drop of it and she swallowed the stuff, too.

"Eat it," he exclaimed excitedly.

All around the room they could hear men asking the women who were sucking on their cocks to lick and eat and suck every drop of it. Finally, Barbara pulled her mouth off Carlos's penis. She looked at the audience and looked back at him. For Carlos's cock was still hard. The men applauded.

"Now you're gonna get fucked," he smiled.

He positioned her so he could ram it up her ass hole. This didn't exactly thrill Barbara. She wasn't certain she could take all of that cock.

"Come on, baby," he told her, "we're gonna fuck."

Gripping her hips tightly, he spit into his hand. Using his spit to lubricate his cock, he suddenly plunged forward.

"Fuck it," he exclaimed passionately, "fuck, baby, fuck."

With deep, thrusting, penetrating cock stabs he rammed it up her asshole. As the first impact of the big cock jabbed up her rectum, she could hardly stand it.

"Ohhh, baby," he exclaimed excitedly, "Now we're fucking. That's the way."

She pushed back.

"Keep it up," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Now you're fucking."

With hard, penetrating cock stabs he went on ramming it to her. She was twisting around now, as if she could enjoy it.

"Keep your tail twisting," he told her. "That's what I want you to do. Fuck. Fuck it."

Barbara was discovering the importance of gripping his penis tightly in her ass channel. And at the same time she kept her tail twisting. For his slapping movements on her buttocks indicated just how important this was to him.

"That's the way I want it," he told her. "Ohhh, baby, now you're fucking."

She was doing everything in her power to stimulate and excite him.

"You're coming on strong, baby," he panted as he went on pumping in her. "That's how I want you to do it. Fuck. Fuck!"

She kept her tail grinding around.

"Ohh, baby," he panted as he continued rutting into her roughly, "that's how it's done. Keep your ass moving.

Barbara kept her hips in motion now.

"Keep twisting," he exclaimed as he fucked deeper.

She wondered how much of this she could take. Suddenly she felt him ramming it deeper, ever deeper. It was a stimulating experience watching all of the men in the audience. Everybody was doing it dog style. It was a disgusting sight in one respect. However, she remembered what Carlos had said about pleasure. At least, everyone was having a good time.

However, as Barbara looked at some of the women wincing while the men rammed their huge cocks up their assholes, she was not completely convinced that everyone was enjoying it.

"This feels good," Carlos panted as he slammed it up her ass as far as it would go.

The men in the audience followed suit, slapping the women's behinds roughly. They were delighted and stimulated at the arousing manner in which he was performing. All inhibitions were gone. Some of the women who had been a little afraid of this kind of sex were braver now. By observing Barbara's response to Carlos's cock driving up her asshole, they determined they could take it, too.

Bending over, Carlos reached for her bosoms.

"I like tits, too, honey," he exclaimed as he went on ramming.

His hand reached down to her pussy. Two fingers slipped into her vagina.

"Just look at this," he grinned at the audience, "I've discovered pussy."

As he went on fucking he looked at one guy and winked.

"Doesn't this turn you on? I'll bet it does. Come on, watch her fuck."

She went on twisting her tail back and forth. And he enjoyed ramming it up her asshole.

"I'm picking up speed, baby," he told her. "I'm gonna get it off soon. Ohhh, honey, you're gorgeous."

With a dramatic ram up her rectum, he finally got his rocks off.

"Ohhh, honey," he groaned in erotic delight, "I'm cuming. Fuck off!"

His hot, white cum spasmed up her asshole as he finished fucking. The men in the audience were finishing their fucks, too. The women ground their butts around as the men went on pushing, plunging up their assholes all the way.

In this exhilarating state of erotic excitement, the probing penises would drive deeper, ever deeper to obtain their erotic thrills.


CHAPTER FOUR

When the two of them were back in the bedroom, Carlos congratulated her. At that point Mr. Livingston walked in.

"I've got to hand it to the two of you," he told them, "you really know how to fuck. I wonder if you'd be so kind as to let me stick my prick up your behind, Barbara?"

Barbara was not overly eager to participate in sex with Mr. Livingston. She felt that she had performed plenty with Carlos.

"I'm sorry, I'm not out for renting," she said.

Carlos didn't say anything to her. But when they were driving home he chewed her ass out.

"You had an opportunity to pick up a bill," he told her. "He would have given you a tip."

"I went through enough hell," she told him flatly. "I didn't need any more. I hope you don't mind."

It bothered Barbara that she was apparently not connecting with Carlos the way she wanted to.

"Being Eurasian, Carlos," she exclaimed, "I've had plenty of men wanting to fuck me as a curiosity piece. Well, I don't like that. Somehow you seem to put passion and feeling into your lovemaking."

Carlos thought about what she was saying. It was true. He had fallen like a ton of bricks for this beautiful, young, Eurasian girl, but he hated to admit it.

"That's what you think," he said gruffly.

Barbara wasn't so easily put off the scent of actual feeling and passion.

"Say what you want," she told him, "but when you're screwing me I can tell how much you're enjoying it."

"Any stud would," he complained.

When they got back to her apartment, she invited him in.

"You ought to move in with me like I told you," he suggested.

"All right, I will tonight," she told him.

It didn't take her long to pack.

"Aren't you gonna tell the landlady?" he asked her.

"I'll put the key under her door," Barbara shook her head, "and I'll call her up and tell her off. She has always been impossible."

They laughed as they got in his car as dawn streaked the horizon. The next morning they slept in. But when they woke up he pushed her down around his crotch.

"Honey, suck my asshole," he told her. "And then lick my prick. You've really got a nice tongue." Barbara obeyed him immediately. She got down between his legs. Gently letting her hands slide under Carlos's ass cheeks, her tongue began licking around his behind.

"Baby doll," he begged her, "lick it. Ohhh, just keep your tongue working. Keep it going."

Carlos could tell she had a marvelous tongue. And he thrilled to the way she was using her tongue inside of his asshole. His buttocks flipped back and forth.

"Keep your tongue flipping," he told her. "Ohhh, stab it in me."

His ass cheeks flailed ever so wildly as he felt a great state of exhilaration as her tongue kept probing deeply in his rectum.

"What an ass sucker you are," he exclaimed. "You're really good with your tongue. Come on, keep driving it in me."

Barbara was pleased that he enjoyed it so much. She kept her tongue moving in his asshole.

"Now you're really working it," he panted as he pushed around. "Suck my ass real nice. Keep your tongue blazing in my butt."

Faster and faster her tongue glided up his rectum. "I can't stand it," he gasped as he twisted like crazy. "Come on and suck my asshole. Keep licking inside of my asshole."

She was thrilling him now and he enjoyed it enormously. As he went on reaching down he gripped her head and begged her, "You'd better lick my cock. Come on, suck me."

Barbara was pleased she could give him such a super ass suck. There was no guilt at this point. She could only think of one thing - pleasing Carlos.

Withdrawing from his rectum, she grasped his mainstem. She licked around his balls and then let her tongue slide up and down the length of his penis. "Suck my cock," he told her, "suck it."

Grasping his huge penis, she let her mouth slip over it.

"That's what I want you to do," he told her. "Lick it." Her mouth moved from the head of his shaft to the base.

"That's how you do it," he told her. "Lick my prick." His whole body began to wiggle now as he felt the thrilling excitement of her mouth sliding up and down his long, hard penis.

"Suck me off," he begged anxiously, "suck me." This was the kind of erotic pleasure that had her stimulated now.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's what I want you to do. Suck me. Suck my cock off."

He reached down and gripped her head as she worked effectively on his penis.

"I'm almost ready to shoot," he told her. "Keep sucking me."

She was working on it wildly now. Up and down her head bobbed as she ate him. Reaching for his ass she gently eased her index finger right up his rectum. Carlos thrilled to the sensation of her finger plunging up his asshole. His whole body kept turning and twisting as she sucked his cock and fingered his asshole. Reaching down he ran his fingers through her hair lovingly.

"Suck it off," he panted as he pumped it down her throat.

She nearly choked on his cum as the hot, white semen shot down her throat.

When she'd finished sucking him off, he knew what he had to do.

"I want to eat your snatch, baby," he told her. "Sit in my face."

The beautiful Eurasian girl sat on the Mexican man's face. Reaching up, he held her hips as his tongue flipped around her ass cheeks.

"Ohhh, suck ass," she smiled. "Come on, darling, lick my asshole."

Carlos did not have to be begged to eat out her ass. For that was exactly what he wanted to do. His tongue stiffened and stabbed up her asshole several times. Finally he pulled his tongue from her behind and flipped it to her pussy.

"Yes, yes," she panted as she reached down and gripped his head, holding him tightly, "work your tongue inside my snatch, baby, I want it. I need it."

Barbara was panting now as she felt his tongue flipping in her box.

"Ohhh, sweetheart," she panted, "do me. Suck my twat. Suck me."

This was the kind of erotic pleasure that she could barely stand. His whiplashing tongue inside of her pussy was driving her into a state of wild ecstasy. Barbara's buttocks kept on twisting as Carlos did everything he could to thrill and stimulate her. His tongue continued propelling inside her mound. It was pushing her to a state of orgasm.

"Keep your tongue pumping," Barbara begged. "You're so good at it, Carlos. Ohhh, are you good. Just a ;w more strokes. Yes, baby, yes."

It was a fantastic feeling now as the tongue swung into action in her vagina. She was wiggling back and forth, unable to hold back much longer.

"Suck me," she begged feverishly, "Lick my pussy. Yes, yes. Keep your tongue pumping in me."

A few hot, thrusting tongue stabs later, she was juicing. And Carlos licked hungrily.

"Eat me," she begged eagerly. "Lick me. Ohhhh, Carlos, eat my pussy."

Carlos was in there getting every drop of it. He loved swallowing pussy juice, and he was delighted to squeeze her ass cheeks as he ate her box.

Finishing, he pulled his tongue from her pussy and told her what a fantastic lover she was.

"I wish you'd get down on all fours," he told her, "and let me show what a good lover I can be. You see that floor-length mirror over there? That's where I love to fuck my chicks up the asshole."

Barbara got to her feet. She went to the bedroom and brought out some Vaseline. She reached over and gripped his throbbing male member. She let her fingertips massage the Vaseline into his cock.

"Keep pulling on my peter," he told her. "Ohhh, does that ever feel good. Yes, yes."

She pulled up and down on his shaft until it was slippery.

"I want to use some in your asshole to get it ready," he told her.

Dipping his forefinger into the Vaseline, he then promptly had her swing over him so he could insert his finger in her asshole to get her ready for the invasion of his cock.

When she was ready he immediately told her to get on the floor.

"This is gonna be a good fuck," Carlos smiled as he slowly eased his slippery cock between her buttocks.

With a driving, forward motion he rammed his cock determinedly forward. Pretty soon she felt it sliding in and it was a devastating feeling. For she wondered if he could ever get it right up her asshole. With a deep, slamming thrust, he rammed it right up her rectum.

"Fuck me," she begged him. "Screw me hard. I can take it. You'd better believe it, Carlos. I want it."

Her buttocks wiggled as he kept on fucking her. He was driving his steady cock deeply into her asshole.

"Fuck it," she begged. "Oh, honey, it really feels good in me. Keep it going. I want it. You are a great screw. Fuck me."

Carlos kept on pumping it into her. She loved it. Barbara was becoming acclimated to his kind of fucking. It was uninhibited and enthusiastic. Having not played around much, her ass was still tight. That was what pleased Carlos.

"Ohhh, baby," she begged him anxiously, "screw it. I want it. Deeper."

Carlos kept on ramming his hot piston ever deeper inside of her asshole. He slammed his cock in hard and good. Pushing and plunging it in as deeply as he could, he was moving to the point of a stimulating climax"

"Keep your ass twisting," he encouraged.

Her hot butt twisted all the time.

"Ram me, darling," she begged. "Give me a beautiful fuck. Come on, drive your cock in there. Let me feel it."

Carlos was driving it in forcibly now. And she loved it. He could tell the deeper he drove, the quicker her ass seemed to twist on his cock. He loved the way she was responding. And he drove it in ever faster.

"Fuck me," she begged eagerly. "Fuck me, Carlos, baby, fuck me."

This was the kind of erotic action that kept Carlos driving it into her

"I want it," he told her. "Give it to me, baby. Fuck with me."

A he continued pouring his cock up her asshole, she kept on twisting for him.

"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Fuck, baby, fuck."

With determined, driving cock stabs, he continued thrusting.

"That's the way I like it," he told her. "Fuck it."

All of a sudden his cock exploded. She was thrilled to feel the juice shooting up her asshole.

"Keep pumping your cock, Carlos," she told him. "You're gonna bring me off. Reach down under me and finger me."

Carlos went on driving his powerful penis into her asshole.

"Oh, grind it," he told her. "Grind it hard. I'll get my rocks off again."

She was twisting her butt faster now and Carlos was driving deeper.

"Yes, yes," he begged her as he got even hornier.

It wouldn't be much longer until his penis exploded. A few hot stabs later his cock did explode. As his penis drummed ever deeper into her asshole, she knew that she had to be fucked in her pussy. Pulling his cock from her asshole, Carlos went to his closet and got a dildo. When she had rolled over, he was ready. He plunged the vibrating dildo into her pussy and watched as her pussy muscles clasped the sliding plastic penis.

"We've got everything, honey," he told her. "Now you just give me a good time. I will fuck you like you've never been fucked before."

Even though his cock wasn't hard and he couldn't feed his prick to her, he figured he could use his finger. Slipping a finger into her mouth, he watched her suck on it. And at the same time he plunged the vibrating dildo into her pussy. She appreciated this kind of erotic pleasure. She was twisting around, back and forth, on the driving dildo, enjoying it all the while.

"Yes, yes," she begged passionately, "Fuck me. I want it. I need it."

This got him completely stimulated and aroused. He went on jabbing his finger into her face as if it were a cock. She sucked on it magnificently.

"Keep it up, baby," he told her. "You're really gonna get me hard again."

It was true. His cock was coming back to life. Finally when he did have an erection, he pulled his finger from her mouth. Withdrawing the vibrating dildo from her pussy, he mounted her. She loved the sensation of his thick prick slipping in her pussy. Her pussy muscles went into high gear, grabbing Carlos's slippery cock.

"I want it," she begged frantically. "Fuck me, Carlos, fuck me."

Carlos ground his cock ever deeper into her mound. Suddenly he began unleashing all of the passion in his pent-up penis. Her hips twisted as his cock stabs continued.

"I just love it when you come on like this," she told him. "You're like a savage. Ohhh, honey, fuck me. Do me. Baby, fuck."

Passionately her hands reached for his ass cheeks. She squeezed his buttocks as he ground deeper into her pussy. Parting Carlos's ass cheeks, she inserted her fingers between his ass crack. And then she let one finger ease up his rectum.

"Pump your finger up my ass," he begged her. Letting her finger slip right up his rectum to massage his prostate gland, brought him great pleasure. This was the kind of erotic excitement he thrilled to.

"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. Just like that. Fuck. Come on, fuck it."

With determination and zest, he continued slamming into her.

"Ohhh, wow!" he told her. "Now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Fuck, baby, fuck it."

The delicious excitement was carrying him ever closer to a climax.

"Give it to me," he begged frantically. "Fuck me." The huge sliding cock ramming into her stimulated and aroused her all the way.

"Ohhh, baby," he groaned excitedly, "now you're fucking. Screw me."

With determination and drive, he was getting it now.

"Yes, baby, yes," he begged frantically, "fuck me. Fuck. Fuck, baby, fuck."

This was the kind of erotic arousal he needed. And then he came. He kept on pumping as his penis unloaded its surging, creamy cum.

"I'm cuming, too, honey," she panted, pulling her finger from his asshole and clasping his full, round ass cheeks and squeezing them lovingly.

Carlos pressed his lips on hers.

"Ohhh, Barbara," he told her passionately, "I've never met a girl like you. I'm so happy you came to Nick's place. We are going to make a real screwing team."

He Frenched with her as he finished screwing her pussy. Finally he slowly eased his cock from her.

"You're beautiful," he whispered. "You really are. You know that, don't you?"

She nodded and smiled up at him.

"Ohhh," she whispered, "you don't know how much I enjoy having sex with you."

He nodded.

"I have a pretty good idea.

They lay there like this a couple of moments. Finally Carlos pulled his cock out of her. He walked over to the bed and shook his head.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"I'm still married," he complained. "If I weren't married I would want to marry you."

That bothered Barbara.

"Damn it, why don't you get a divorce?"

"It's not as easy as all of that," he complained. "There's child support."

"What?" she snapped. "You have children, too?"

"Sure, what did you think. I'd have monkeys?"

She could see it was bugging him just thinking about his wife and family obligations.

"You're in touch with them, aren't you?" she demanded, hoping he wasn't a wife deserter.

"Yes," he admitted candidly, "I am. But she wants me back."

"I can understand that," Barbara shook her head. "You're quite a man, Carlos. You really are."

Carlos was pleased over what she had to say. However, he was disgusted over the fact that she obviously did not care to become more involved with him.

"I suppose you'll be like all the others. You'll say that I should meet my obligations and not play around. I never want to go back to her. It was a mistake. I was just a kid. I didn't know what I was doing."

Turning, she walked over to him and lay beside him on the bed. She gently massaged his balls as she spoke with him.

"Don't get so uptight. Everything will work out. I just know it will."

He wrapped his arms lovingly around her.

"Lick my nipples, Carlos," she told her. "Suck on my tits. I'd love it."

The husky young man did not have to be begged twice to play with her breasts. Getting down there around her tits he started sucking. She loved the sensation of his lips as they were pressed against her breasts. His teeth bore down ever so lightly on her nipples.

"Ohhh, you have just the right touch," she told him. "Everything you do feels super."

She could feel herself becoming aroused again. She knew that they couldn't have anymore sex that morning if they were ever going to accomplish anything else.

"Pull out, honey," she told him. "Don't get me going again."

"My motor's running," he said, glancing at his erect cock.

"Don't worry about it," she told him. "Just let your motor run but don't get revved up anymore. I'll fix you some breakfast."

Getting off the bed, Barbara went to the kitchen and began preparing some coffee for him.

"How do you like your eggs?" she asked him.

"Sunnyside up," he told her, "and fix four of them for me. I need a lot of strength after all that screwing."

His bacon was crisp and his eggs were sunny-side up and his coffee was made to perfection. Carlos was pleased that in addition to her screwing talents she was a good cook, too.


CHAPTER FIVE

Nick began getting jealous of Barbara. He didn't hesitate to tell her a couple of nights later that he wanted her to lay off of Carlos.

"What I do outside of your place, Nick, is my business," Barbara said defiantly.

"That's what you think, young lady," he explained angrily. "Carlos is here to put on a hell of a good fuck performance. If he's screwing with you between times he's not gonna give us a good show."

This enraged her.

"We don't actually do it here at your club," she reminded him. "It's a simulated sexual performance."

Nick didn't hesitate to tell her his line of thinking.

"Simulated or not, honey," he said emphatically, "I can tell the difference when the guy is all revved up. Lately he has been doing it like he's half dead. And I know why."

Barbara did feel guilty. She knew that Carlos and she had been carrying on plenty. Nevertheless, she had no idea that Nick would be so bold as to interfere with their private lives.

"Like I told you, Nick, what we do in private is our business. Try to remember that."

Nick slapped her roughly. At that point Carlos happened to walk in the stage door. He glared at Nick and grabbed him by his shirt.

"Don't you ever lay a finger on her," he told him, "or I'll paste you head on the wall. Do you get me?"

Nick knew Carlos had a hot temper. He recognized he had chosen an inopportune moment to make his point.

"I didn't mean anything, Carlos," Nick apologized.

"You never did mean anything," Carlos shook him angrily.

Barbara seized the opportunity to ask for a raise.

"Carlos and I were just about to ask you for a raise in salary, Nick. I think now is as good a time as any, don't you, Carlos?"

A sadistic smile formed about Carlos's lips. Grabbing Nick roughly, he nodded.

"Yeah, how about giving us double? You bring in a lot of business because of us, Nick. How about that?"

Nick gave them both a withering glance.

"You don't leave me much choice, do you?" he shuddered.

Carlos shook his head as he looked at him as if he would kill him. Nick finally nodded.

"All right," he agreed. "I always have tried to be generous with everybody,"

When Barbara and Carlos were alone, Carlos spoke with her seriously.

"What happened, honey?"

"He said you and I were balling too much outside of the place. He blamed me for the show not being as good as it used to be."

Carlos shrugged.

"Maybe it's true," he finally blurted. "This is a business, and if we fuck all the time at home, we're not gonna put on much of a show for the guys who come here to get excited."

It bothered her to face the truth. But she thought she might as well.

"I guess you're right," she finally agreed reluctantly. "Of course I'm right," he said sadly. "That's the damndest part of it. When you love the girl you are performing with, it's a problem. You want to fuck her all the time."

It made Barbara feel good that Carlos spoke of her like this. But she could see there was a side to his personality that was annoyed and troubled.

"Maybe we should break up, Carlos," Barbara suggested. "Maybe I'm doing the wrong thing."

Carlos looked at her as if it would kill him to break up with her.

"I'm sorry," she shook her head. "I was only trying to be helpful."

Carlos looked at her hotly.

"You'd never help me if you left me. Damn it, I need you."

It was obvious to her that he did feel he had a great need for her.

"All right," she agreed, "we'll stick together. But I don't like getting into trouble."

Carlos seized upon an opportune moment to suggest something that surprised her and saddened her even more.

"You know, guys come around after the show and ask me if you're my girl," Carlos admittedly candidly. "They say they'd like to fuck you. I guess they figure you'd make a mighty fine piece of ass."

Feeling something for him, Barbara was disturbed that Carlos would even mention such a thing.

"What do you say?"

There was a long, awkward pause. Finally Carlos looked up at her and said frankly, "I don't say anything."

Barbara felt she might as well live in the world of reality. She had felt the cruel sting of sex without love many times before in her young life.

"Then you don't care if I fuck with somebody else, Carlos?"

"We sure could use the money," he said, looking away from her evasively. "My first wife is on me all the time. She's forever saying that she needs it for the kids."

Immediately Barbara got the picture.

"So I'm supposed to peddle my ass to pay for the mistakes you've made. No way."

The angry emotion evidenced in her voice indicated to Carlos he was not going to find it easy to have her hustle for him. Using some strategy, he smiled up at her.

"You should see my kids. Look at 'em. Then see if you think I'm still crazy."

Opening his wallet, for the first time he showed her photos of his two young boys.

"Tommy and Wally," he observed, "they're my sons. Aren't they nice kids?"

Secretly she wished she could be the mother of the beautiful young boys. It made her flash green with envy and jealousy as she realized what a hold Carlos's wife obviously had on him.

"They're nice kids," she said coolly.

"They need things," Carlos lamented, "and I've got to get more money than I'm making here. Maybe we should break up the act. If I could work in a factory and moonlight at night, I'd make more than being in this damned sex circus."

The thought of losing Carlos completely stunned, horrified and shocked her. It was the last slim hold she had on anyone who cared or mattered.

"No, no," she said, her voice packed with emotion. "I... I understand."

"You understand what?" Carlos asked her, looking up at her with a blank look in his face.

"I understand your predicament. That's what I mean."

Nodding and smiling at her, he assured her, "That's beautiful. I just hope that you won't consider hustling. I wouldn't want you to do that. I think too much of you."

Carlos was cagey enough to shift the argument so she would think he was insisting that she not do it, when in reality he wanted her to do it in the worst way. It would help him, not only with supporting his children, but his gambling habit.

"I want to help," Barbara said quietly, "and if I can peddle my ass a few times to help you and the kids, I will. Of course, I know we couldn't go on doing it for very long. But a few times wouldn't hurt."

Carlos went over to the door and locked it. Then coming back to her he swept his arms around her.

"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "It really heats me up to hear you talk like that. I know you care about me."

"Of course you do," she smiled.

"I've always cared about you," he said. "There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you."

That was the point he wanted to make. Pressing his lips against her, Carlos sealed the deal. He knew she would do anything he asked of her now.

"There's one guy who gave me his card," he said quietly, "and I didn't promise him anything. But if you would like to call him, I know he'd pay you good if you'd have sex with him."

His suggestion came so swiftly that she almost wondered if he was sincere for a moment. Maybe he was putting on a big act. He certainly was a skilled performer on stage. Was he carrying it backstage as well?

"All right," she finally agreed, "I guess I could."

He was really turned on at the prospect of her selling her ass and making the money.

"It's gonna be hard on me, too," he told her, "but it isn't easy for a guy to hustle his body. Sure, there are old bags who want you to fuck around. But I'm not a gigolo."

Suddenly the beautiful Eurasian girl realized the category she'd been placing herself in once she began selling her body "I'm not a whore, but I'm doing it."

Carlos seized the opportunity to strategize the situation again.

"Well, I'm no gigolo," he reiterated, "but if you want me to sell my ass to some women, I'll do it."

The jealousy that burned brightly within her suddenly shone through.

"No, no," she said fearfully, "I'd never want you to do that. No, please, don't."

Carlos smiled as he swept his arms around her for a second time, hugging her tightly to him.

"You're my treasured friend," he told her. "You'll never know how much you mean to me."

It bothered him to see that she was troubled this much. For usually the shallow, superficial girls that he got to sell ass for him were stupid and ignorant, only equipped with a beautiful body with all of the essentials that brought a good price in the sexual marketplace. But this girl was different. And it troubled and annoyed him.

"Baby, it hurts me just thinking of it," he finally confessed.

"I'd feel bad if it didn't hurt you," she admitted quietly, "because I love you."

Those words burned like a branding iron in his brain. It wasn't very often any woman ever said that to him. Certainly if she knew all about him she never would. But it was comforting now and he clutched her closely and pressed his lips against hers. Soon they were Frenching.

There was a loud rap on the door and Nick was talking wildly.

"Don't waste time in there," he said, pressing hard on the door and turning the knob, obviously finding it was locked.

When Carlos did open the door, he grinned at him as if he was looking at his best friend.

"What's up, Nick old boy?" he smiled.

"What the fuck are you doing in there?" he demanded angrily.

"Nothing," he told him. "Just nothing."

It bothered Nick to think they were having sex before a show.

"Remember, put a lot of action in your act," he reminded Carlos. "I don't want any dead fuck scenes."

Both Carlos and Barbara assured Nick there would be a good performance that night. When they finally did go on, Nick watched the sexual tableau from a ringside seat. He observed Carlos's crotch. It was bulging, just as it should. He looked at the erect nipples on Barbara's bosoms and noticed she was hot. At least they hadn't been fucking in the dressing room, he figured. He left his table and went back to tend to some business.

The simulated fuck scenes were followed by simulated suck scenes. Both Barbara and Carlos put so much passion and feeling into their work, the men could pick up on their sexual vibrations and become titillated and sexually aroused. Once more, following the show, some of the horny men came to Carlos to find out if Barbara was available for sex on the side.

"Just give me your cards," he told the three men who came to him, "and I'll se what I can do. It'll cost you, 'cause she isn't a regular hustler. She is a very exclusive type of chick."

One man got angry.

"I hope she isn't one of those hundred-dollar-a-night girls. I don't ever pay over fifty for a fuck."

Carlos smiled as he handed him back his card. "Find yourself a cheap girl," he recommended. "Barbara isn't that price. Take it cool."

The man felt like plowing his fist in Carlos's face. But when he observed the other two men agreeing with Carlos, he shrugged and walked away.

Barbara listened in the dressing room as she heard him talking. It didn't seem as if it was the first time he had ever pimped. As a matter-of-fact, she observed, Carlos seemed quite experienced at handing out a good line.

When he came into the dressing room, his eyes delighted with his success, she chided him.

"The moment I said I'd do it, you went to work, didn't you?"

Carlos knew how to respond.

"It isn't that I'm so anxious to get you to work, baby," he said sadly. "It's my kids I'm thinking of. Please, understand me."

Thinking that he really was doing no more than what would be natural for a father, she wrapped her arms around him and held him.

A couple of days later she called up the first man Carlos told her about.

"I'm a black dude," the man told her, "but if you're not prejudiced and would like to make some easy money, we could have a good time. I'm not overly demanding and I give a girl a lot of inches."

Seeing that he was proud of the size of his cock she replied quickly, "That's wonderful."

An appointment was set up and when Barbara informed Carlos about the opportunity to make some extra loot because the black dude wanted to try quite a few things with her, he was pleased.

"Right on," he exclaimed. "It just takes a little strategy. Don't agree to do everything the guy asks. So much for a cock suck and a lot more for an ass suck. And if he wants to stick his prick up your asshole, you've really got to charge him. I imagine he has a long pecker and it will hurt like the devil. So it really has to be worth it."

Thinking of what it might feel like to take on a long, hard, black cock up her ass, she began having second thoughts.

"Maybe I should forget it," she said nervously. "I don't know whether I'm up to it."

"Sure you are," he insisted. "Just relax. Make sure you take along plenty of KY."

Unfamiliar with what KY was, Barbara quickly heard Carlos's explanation. Getting the tube of surgical jelly out, he showed it to her.

"This has to be the slickest damn stuff in the world," he told her, "and all you will need is a little of this and it will slide in nice and smooth and easy."

She looked at him and felt it might be a good idea to have a practice run.

"Would you like to try it now?" she asked Carlos curiously.

He nodded and smiled as he prepared to use it himself. His cock was rigid and hard as she applied the KY. Soon it was slick and pulsating.

"In the middle of the bed," he suggested, "on all fours, fucker."

Once she was bent over, with her ass cheeks upraised, Carlos took advantage of her. Gripping her bare buttocks firmly, he slowly eased his cock forward.

"You're gonna get fucked," he exclaimed as he rammed his cock forward.

His penis plunged in as far as it would go.

"Fuck it," he exclaimed excitedly, "fuck, baby, fuck."

With determination and zest he rammed into her. She thrilled to the erotic sensation of his big cock stabbing up her asshole.

"Now you're fucking it," he panted as he pumped it in her. "That's how I like it."

His penis jabbed up her asshole with deep, driving cock stabs.

"Now you're fucking," he told her. "Vary the motion."

Barbara was discovering there was a science to ass fucking. Even though it sounded silly, she blurted it out.

"You almost have to go to college to learn how to ass fuck."

Carlos laughed as he rammed his rod up her ass. "Right on, baby. There should be a course in twisting your tail. Another course in grabbing it with your ass muscles and a third course explaining how important it is to use a good lubrication."

His penis savagely attacked her ass as she bent over. Penetrating in as far as it would go, stimulated and excited him enormously.

"Ohhh, wow!" he exclaimed. "Now we're fucking. That's how it's done. Fuck, baby, fuck."

He was driving into her deeply, enjoying it tremendously.

"Ohhh, baby," he told her hotly, "that's the way to do it. Fuck. Fuck it."

As he continued slamming up her asshole, she kept on twisting her butt for him. Reaching around, Carlos gripped her bosoms. He pinched her nipples as he furiously fucked her ass. Suddenly she felt his balls slamming against her buttocks as he unloaded his sperm in her butt.

"I'm cumming," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, baby, you're beautiful. Fuck off."

She kept her tail twisting, gripping at his sliding, thick penis with her ass muscles in a milking motion. Carlos appreciated her efforts to please him and satisfy him in this erotic manner.

When she went out on her first assignment to peddle her ass, she got a big jolt. For the black dude was much more than she bargained for. He was wearing long, white robes and had his hair in a bushy Afro cut. "Hello, there," he greeted her in a strange accent, "and you ready for me?"

She was hardly prepared for anything like this. Nevertheless, she went inside and smiled at him.

"I'm of a new religious order," he grinned, "and we feel the fruit of our loins is a pleasure to dispense to all women."

It didn't sound like a new religion to Barbara. About every man she fucked with had told her what a good screw he was.

"How interesting," she smiled.

Going into his elaborate apartment, it didn't take her long to discover what he had under the flowing robes. For a few moments later he pulled back his robes, revealing he was totally nude. Swinging between his legs was a long, shiny black penis.


CHAPTER SIX

"I hope you are ready for this," the black man said, reaching down to grip his manhood.

Nodding pleasantly, Barbara quipped.

"Of course, your highness. I will do anything you request. You name it, I do it."

The tall black man grinned anxiously.

"Does that include everything?"

"Of course," she said, going over and boldly reaching out and pulling on his thick, black penis.

The moment her fingers touched his huge, black cock, the excitement raced through his body like electricity. It became instantly hard and flipped up for her eyes to examine.

"It does that," he smiled proudly. "I can't help it. I don't understand it, I just accept it. The fruit of my loins is especially delicious to the taste."

She understood what that meant. She could see crystal cum forming at the crown of his huge, throbbing, black penis.

"Perhaps we should discuss business first," Barbara explained. "After all, this is a business for me."

Letting his robes fall into place once more, the big black dude felt awkward as he saw his spear-like cock sticking out between the robes.

"Why don't you slip out of those silly robes?" she smiled.

That got him angry.

"These are my religious robes," he told her, "and I take them seriously."

Barbara thought she was being practical when she made the suggestion. "Couldn't we fuck better naked?" she asked.

Realizing she was only thinking of the practical aspects of sexual intercourse, the black dude pulled off his robes.

"My name is Cozayne," he smiled at her, "and what is yours?"

"Barbara," she told him. "And, Cozayne, that's a most unusual name."

Now Barbara explained it would be a hundred dollars for everything.

"I need everything," Cozayne assured her.

He paid her with a check, which she refused.

"We don't take checks," she assured him, "and I certainly can't use your credit card."

For a moment Cozayne was miffed.

"You don't trust me?"

Shaking her head, Barbara explained, "It's a rule. I don't make them. Carlos down at the club makes them."

Cozayne understood that he had better fork over the cash and did so promptly, after some more grumbling.

Now they walked into his enormous bedroom. The ceiling was mirror lined and so were the walls on one side. As he eased out of his white robes he looked at her anxiously.

"We are going to have a wonderful time today," he told her. "I feel it in my balls."

Noticing his twitching balls, she went over and fondled them.

"Let's have sex," he said, "watching. You can see me licking your beautiful pussy. First, I want to spray some special cologne on your crotch."

Cozayne brought out a huge bottle of cologne and began spraying it all around her pussy, her ass cheeks and her thighs.

"I hope you're a good pussy eater. Let me see your tongue."

Cozayne flipped out his tongue for her view.

"It isn't as long as your cock," she shrugged. "I'm disappointed."

"Nothing is as long as my cock," Cozayne told her. "However, honey, I assure you that you will enjoy what I can do with my tongue in your snatch."

Cozayne dismissed himself shortly and returned. He used some strawberry jelly in her pussy.

"What are you doing?" she asked him anxiously.

"I'm spoon feeding your pussy," Cozayne explained, "and I intend to give you a good licking."

She held her pussy lips apart while he inserted the strawberry jelly. Then she watched as he got down there. His big black hands fondly gripped her round, white ass cheeks. His pink tongue flipped in her pussy.

"Oh, you've got a pink tongue just like me," she giggled.

"What color did you think it would be?" he asked her disgustedly. "Did you think it was purple with orange polka dots?"

She felt guilty as sin.

"I didn't mean anything," she apologized. "Lick it, love. They say the best people lick pussy. Get down there, tiger."

Cozayne was angry. Nevertheless, he was hungry for snatch. His tongue flipped along her slit. Soon he was sliding his tongue inside. He flipped it generously back and forth in her vagina, stimulating, arousing and pleasing her.

"Yes, yes," she panted passionately, "eat it. Do it. I love it."

The erotic sensations that flooded her being kept her stimulated, aroused and excited.

"That's what I want," she begged him. "Keep it up."

Barbara threw her legs over Cozayne's strong, black shoulders. She pumped her pelvis forward as she felt his tongue slipping inside of her.

"Ohhh, yes," she begged, "lick my strawberry pussy."

It pleased him to think she was begging for it. And as his hot tongue swept inside of her vagina, he quickly licked her.

"Eat me," she moaned, "suck my box, baby. Lick me. I love it."

The delicious sensations that had her stimulated and aroused now carried her closer, ever closer to a climax.

"I need it," she begged. "Suck me."

Momentarily pulling his pink tongue tip from her pussy hole, he flipped it down to her ass crack. His huge black hands held her ass cheeks up. He gazed affectionately at her ass crack. Flipping his tongue along her ass crack got her going.

"Eat me, Cozayne," she panted. "You're driving me insane."

Cozayne was pleased that his tongue-licking action was apparently having such wonderful impact on her. His hot tongue stabbed into her asshole. She thrilled to the wonderful sensations he was generating there.

"Eat me," she cried anxiously. "Lick me, love. Tongue fuck my asshole."

His hot tongue penetrated her asshole. He squeezed her buttocks as he sniffed and licked and sucked her hungrily.

Finally he withdrew his tongue from her rectum.

"Ohhh, I can't stand it," she told him. "It's too wonderful. I want your big prick in me. Lick me. Fuck me. Anything you want to do."

Cozayne flipped his tongue back in her pussy slot. The strawberry jelly tasted wonderful. But the delicious aroma of her crotch, and the fantastic taste of her pussy thrilled him more than any other taste possibly could. He kept his tongue flipping up and down her clit. Nibbling her clit, he got her gushing.

"I'm cuming," she exclaimed passionately. "Lick it, love. Ohhh, yes, yes. Eat me."

She thrilled to the exciting sensation of his tongue fuck. When he nibbled at her clit and probed inside of her velvety vagina, she finally juiced. As she came, Cozayne sucked as if his life depended on it.

"Eat me," she begged, "eat me."

While Barbara could vividly remember Carlos and the way he ate her box, she never realized how stimulating and exciting it could be with another man. Now that Cozayne was showing her what he could do with his rhythmic tongue stabs and the delightful sensations he could generate as he nibbled at her clit, she was thrilled and excited with crazed passion. Her hot thighs pressed against the black man's cheeks as he finished licking her.

"Ohhh, baby," she groaned in erotic satisfaction, "you really knew how to stimulate me. Beautiful. I loved your tongue licking."

He was turned on all the way.

"You're wonderful," he told her. "You really are, baby."

At this point he was only too eager to demonstrate what he could do.

"I want to use some of that strawberry jelly in my asshole. I want you to lick it out. You'll enjoy it, baby. You really will."

Having been so thrilled and aroused by the way he tongue fucked her pussy hole, Barbara felt more than willing to please Cozayne any way she knew how. He lay back and spread his legs for her.

"Spoon feed my ass that strawberry jelly," he grinned.

Even though it was rather an unusual and unique erotic method of obtaining stimulation, she felt it would be an experience that would contribute to her understanding of various ways of enjoying the body.

Cozayne held his ass cheeks apart while she spooned the strawberry jelly right up his rectum.

"That's enough," he told her. "Start sucking my sweet ass now."

When Cozayne was lying in this position, with his legs spread and his ass dripping the strawberry jelly, he seemed like a small boy. Nevertheless, when Barbara glanced at his throbbing, pulsating, huge, black penis, she knew he was anything but small. He was a big dude now.

Barbara got down in there and held his ass as she sucked his strawberry-coated behind.

"That feels good," he told her. "Keep licking me. Yes. I love that. Keep it up."

She continued licking his rectum, giving him the kind of sensations he really enjoyed.

"Suck my ass," he commanded. "Suck my asshole. Get your tongue right in there and suck."

She went on licking and sucking at his behind until he was trembling.

"Ohhh," he groaned, "suck ass. Lick my strawberry asshole."

It was amazing how tasty Cozayne's behind could be.

Barbara made a mental note of this. She figured she would suggest it to Carlos. It would be fun coating his ass with the strawberry and licking it clean.

As he continued pleasing her in this manner, she looked at him lustfully. But she never quit licking his behind. He was delighted that she was so good at it.

"You're a good ass licker," he congratulated her. "Now see what you can do to excite my balls. I like a girl who knows how to suck a man's nuts."

Pulling her tongue from his tight asshole, she flipped it gingerly around his balls. She hoped that she would be able to do them justice.

"Open your mouth and slip them all the way in," he demanded. "I want to feel your tongue caressing them as you suck at the same time."

It was no small assignment to take his big black balls in her mouth. Her mouth was full and she could hardly swing her tongue in any direction. Finally, releasing them she suggested, "Let me just lick them. I can't get them in my mouth. I would need another mouth to accommodate those marvelous balls of yours."

The fact she had complimented him on the size of his testicles pleased him.

"I understand," he nodded. "Just lick them, lover. You're doing just fine."

She went back to flipping her tongue generously back and forth around his balls.

"Nibble them lightly, honey," he suggested. "Not too hard. Remember, lightly."

Barbara nibbled them lightly, just as he told her to. And she could feel his cock quivering with excitement as she did so.

You're on," he exclaimed. "You really know how to give a guy a good cock suck. Ohhh, baby, you're beautiful. Suck. Suck, baby. That's how I like it. Suck it." It was amazing how stimulated and aroused she had become.

"You're gonna get a feeding now," Cozayne smiled. "Grab my prick and start licking."

Grasping his penis firmly, she began licking, lapping and nibbling at his cock.

"Cap it with your mouth, baby," he demanded. "Get all that sweet cream out."

Letting her mouth slip over the tip of his cock, she began sucking, as if nursing his penis for him. He thrilled to this erotic sensation.

"You're right on," he told her. "Ohhh, baby, suck. Suck my big black dick. It'll shoot you hot, white cream and you'll love it."

It was a pleasure sucking on Cozayne's big black penis. It was a marvel she ever managed to get it in her mouth. Nevertheless, she had it in her mouth and she wasn't about to let loose until he exploded his cum juice down her throat. Barbara was eager to taste his cock liquids and she could hardly wait for that rousing moment when he would unleash an avalanche of cream right into her throat cavity.


CHAPTER SEVEN

Cozayne reached down, gripping Barbara's head. "Don't buck, baby," he told her as he cupped his hand over her head, "you're gonna eat it."

At this point his juice exploded in her mouth. Intense waves of electricity shot through her body. She could feel her own loins heating up as she sucked his hot, creamy juice.

"Keep sucking," he told her aggressively, "suck. Ohhh, baby, eat me."

Barbara swallowed his cum. This had him excited.

And he wasn't about to let her go.

"You taste delicious," he told her. "You just keep sucking."

She continued making loud suck sounds as she finished swallowing his creamy cum.

Pulling her mouth off his cock she looked up at him. She thought his penis would go limp after he had shot her such a big load. But she got the surprise of her life. For Cozayne's tremendous, throbbing, black penis was still erect. Cozayne's eyes lit up as he saw her smile at his big penis.

"What do you think of that?" he asked, staring at her.

Barbara nodded.

"If you want to fuck me, go ahead. You sure have a big prick. My boyfriend's cock isn't as large as yours. It can't compare, Cozayne."

He laughed a little cruelly.

"Nobody has a much bigger cock than mine. Honey, would you like to take it up your asshole?"

It made her shiver with fear just thinking of that huge penis ramming up her rectum.

"That's expecting me to take a hell of a lot of cock up my ass," she complained.

"I don't think so," he told her. "You just relax, baby, and we'll see what we can do."

At this point she brought out her tube of KY.

"I hope you don't mind if I use some of this KY on your cock," she suggested.

He looked at her.

"I enjoy hurting a girl when I fuck her asshole. I hope you don't mind if I'm cruel."

It did bother her.

"Look, I don't think they make them any bigger than yours, baby, Give me a break."

He smiled as he watched her grab his cock. It didn't take her long to let her hand slip up and down the length of his penis. He could hardly hold still as he was so eager to get it up her ass.

"All right, baby," he told her, "I'm gonna give you a little primitive sex play. I want you in the middle of the bed with your ass next to my face. And I'm gonna suck your asshole."

This idea pleased her. He could hardly wait to get her on the bed and start licking her behind.

Once she had gotten in the middle of the bed, he got behind her. He clutched her ass cheeks and caressed them. Then he got his face down in there. Soon he managed to maneuver his tongue to all of the proper tingly places. She felt a delicious wetness spearing her around her asshole. He was superb at manipulating her clitoris as he tongue fucked her behind.

"Keep doing it," she begged him. "Tongue fuck me now. I love it."

With breathless anticipation, Cozayne continued tongue fucking her tight, twisting anus as he managed to manipulate his fingers in her pussy. This got him excited.

"Yes, yes," she moaned, "I love it."

Her pussy was turning to hot lava. He knew that soon she would be juicing.

"Roll over and let me suck your cunt first," he told her.

He got his face down in there and she was dripping.

With no preliminaries he flipped his tongue right inside her fresh pussy.

"Ohhh, I want it," she said as she gave a shove.

Barbara almost screamed with erotic delight as he reached down and held her ass cheeks in place while he tongue fucked her pussy. She loved the feeling of his hands grabbing her ass cheeks firmly. She enjoyed the exciting sensation of his tongue slipping in her slit.

"Ohhh, yes, yes," she begged him, "tongue fuck me."

She was juicing magnificently now. It always pleased Cozayne to get a girl to cum in multiple climaxes. The fact that Barbara was making it in multiple orgasms, stimulated and pleased him.

When he had finished licking her pussy he pulled out.

"Now you've asked for it, baby," he told her. "You're gonna get it shoved up your ass."

His penis was moist with the KY. As she observed its slickened black surface, she anticipated the erotic pleasure she would feel as he would ram it up her rectum. However, there was a side of her that was fearful. She knew he had an enormous cock and she was afraid to take it all up her.

"Slide in slow," she insisted.

Now Barbara was on all fours. Cozayne was behind her, gently forcing his cock into her tight asshole. Fear surged through her again. She was afraid her rectum wouldn't stretch enough to accommodate him.

"Ugh," he grunted as he shoved in with a determined stab.

His brow was sweaty and Barbara's mouth shot open as he shoved it in farther. She felt almost as if he was going to kill her with his cock. Cozayne was halfway in and she didn't even know it.

"Fuck," he told her, "fuck."

Cozayne shoved again. This time he rammed it even deeper.

"Ohhh, it's feeling good now," he grunted as he slowly moved his cock in and out of her hot, tight, twisting asshole.

Making small animal cries as her head swung back and forth, she loved the sensation of Cozayne ramming in all the way.

"Do you enjoy it?" he asked, knowing she was not enjoying it.

"Oh, yes," she lied, "fuck me. Fuck me."

He rammed in, feeling almost as if her were creating a new hole in her body.

"You sure are tight up there," he panted as he began hammering into her.

She could watch in the mirror and see his heavy buttocks ramming back and forth as he let the weight of his cock shove in.

"Beautiful," he told her as his breath came short.

He was sweating now and obviously enjoying it tremendously. Reaching forward, Cozayne gripped for her bosoms. She knew he would have to get his rocks off soon.

"You're a tight piece of ass," he grunted.

He went on riding into her. Barbara could see his fleshy, black buttocks bucking up and down as he kept on shoving in. Another few moments and she knew the dam would burst. But at this moment she felt the flesh around the base of his cock tortured. It was as though he was deliberately trying to make her suffer.

"Give it to me," she begged him. "Fuck me. Ohhh, you're tearing me apart. But it feels good. Fuck me, Cozayne."

Her asshole was stretched now. And he was really ramming in fiercely.

"Shove it in," she begged. "Fuck me."

The big, black cock rammed ruthlessly up Barbara's asshole. And as she gently twisted her hips around, she could feel him shooting.

"I'm cuming," he gasped excitedly. "Fuck me. Grab my pecker in your ass."

Instantly she kept her tail twisting. She was doing as he instructed.

"I want it," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, baby, you're beautiful."

Her ass muscles seized his sliding, riding cock. She was squeezing all the cream out of his shoving penis.

When she had finished milking his cock, he eased out of her slick, lubricated asshole.

"Slides out a lot easier than it went in," Cozayne laughed.

Rolling over on the bed he asked beautiful Barbara how she got in the business.

"You really are a nice girl," he commented honestly.

Barbara laughed.

"I know," she nodded, with a laugh, "and what's a nice girl like me doing here, fucking?"

He nodded. She shrugged and replied, "Everybody has to make a living some way."

He laughed as he looked at her.

"I get the picture. You wanted to make some more money than Nick would give you putting on that simulated sex show."

They talked a few moments more and then she told him she had to get going.

When she got back to the apartment Carlos was waiting for her.

"Where's the money?" he asked her immediately.

His abruptness bothered Barbara.

"Is that the first thing you want to know?"

"I'm sorry, honey," he told her, "it's the pressure. Baby, did it go all right?"

She managed to control herself. However, she was furious that he didn't seem to care what had happened to her.

"I don't want to disturb you," she said, her voice trembling with emotion, "but that big, black prick slipping up my asshole nearly killed me."

Carlos winced from the discomfort of realizing the pain he was causing her.

"I'm sorry," he told her.

"Baby, just as long as you know what I went through," he reminded her.

"Come over here and suck my cock," he suggested.

At that point she didn't feel like touching him. But Carlos unzipped his trousers and pulled out his hardened penis.

"Look at it, honey," he told her. "You like to suck cock. Come over here and lick it."

Going over to him she got on her knees. She pulled his thick, long penis toward her mouth.

"You like to suck cocks, don't you?" Carlos asked.

She nodded and hesitatingly replied, "Yes, I guess I do."

"Then suck me," he told her. "Wrap your pretty little mouth around my pecker and suck me."

A pearl of moisture formed at the crown of his cock. Barbara let her tongue lap the moisture from his penis tip. Its sticky sweetness tasted good to her.

At this point she began unbuttoning her blouse. And then she pressed her naked bosoms against his big cock.

"Oh, honey, take the whole head of it in," he told her. "I'm almost ready to explode."

She forced her mouth over the entire tip of his cock. Her tongue worked around the meaty head. She could see he was about ready to explode. Carlos felt his nuts tighten and tingle with excitement.

"Go slow," he told her, "I want to make it last. It feels fantastic when you suck slow. That's it. That's how I want it."

Barbara let her mouth move slowly up and down the length of his cock. He was getting more stimulated every moment.

"Oh, baby, I like having you down on your knees in front of me," he said, grabbing her head and forcing her down.

She opened her mouth wider to receive all of his cock. And he began fucking.

Now he wanted more.

"Baby, let's undress. I want you to do everything to me.

She was disgusted. She had brought Carlos so close to juicing that she could almost taste his delicious cum flooding her face. However, he was insisting that she pull her mouth off at this point.

Slipping her mouth off his cock she got to her knees. Carlos got to his feet and began stripping. He was completely naked now and then he was ready.

"Baby," he smiled at her, "I want you to enjoy it." He was an athletic man and she liked his solid, muscular build. As he stretched out on the bed, he told her what he wanted her to do.

"Lick my nuts first," he insisted.

He was grinding his crotch and balls against her mouth as she lay over him. She shuddered with excitement as she listened to the deep sound of his voice. Reaching down, he ran his fingers through her hair.

"You like it down there," he told her. "Now come on and suck me."

Carlos's balls were covered with a fine brush of brown hair. Barbara used the flat of her tongue and licked every inch of his bulging sac. She enjoyed turning him into a sexual madman, hell-bent on getting his rocks off. For the hotter he became, the more interesting it was.

"You sure are doing it nice," he told her. "Now keep licking my nuts."

At this point he wanted her to do more.

"Stab your tongue in my asshole," he told her.

Her mouth covered his rectum like a vacuum cleaner. At this juncture she set up a deep series of sucking pulls that made his ass feel like it was being turned inside out. Barbara's tongue licked in circles with tremendous strength that thrilled him. As she massaged his buttocks and finally let her tongue stab right up his rectum, he knew he was almost ready to explode.

"Suck," he begged her. "Suck ass. I love the way you're doing it."

Her body was tingling with excitement now as she observed how stimulated he was. Her head was spinning and floating with erotic delight.

"Oh, baby, I'm gonna shoot you a mouthful," he panted. "Come on, keep licking my ass."

She went on sucking on his asshole. And now he was eager to shove his throbbing cock in her face again.

"Ohhh, baby," he begged her, "I'm gonna fuck you and fuck you good. Pull your face away from my asshole and take my prick in your mouth."

She pulled her mouth off his ass. Then he gripped her head and guided his cock into her mouth.

"Suck my prick," he told her. "Suck it."

He grabbed her and forced her to accept his entire penis. As he shoved his cock down her throat he went on begging.

"Suck me. Ohhh, suck!"

His forceful, firm manner thrilled her. She liked to have him dominating her this way.

"Lick my prick," he told her, "lick it."

This was getting Barbara more stimulated than ever.

"You've really learned to suck cock," he exclaimed proudly. "Ohhh, baby, you're doing it just right. Suck me. Suck, suck."

She went on licking. And this was really the way he loved it. His legs were beginning to shake and he could feel his seed itching, ready to shoot from his cock head. His balls were tightened now and his ass trembled as he felt his cock ready to explode in her mouth.

"You've got to swallow it, too," he told her. "Ohhh, baby, you're gonna get it. A mouthful."

The way he held her indicated how much he liked it. However, she sensed a choking feeling and this troubled her. He was ramming it so hard now she could hardly stand it. His balls rode her chin as she breathed in the aroma of his pubic hairs as he rammed full force forward.

"Ohhh," he grunted as the first jet of hot sperm splashed down her throat.

He kept on exploding in her mouth and she continued sucking.

"Suck it all," he told her. "Suck. Lick it. Ohhh, yes, suck me."

He went on shoving his big, slamming cock down her throat.

"Play with my balls," he told her. "Eat it, cock sucker. Eat it."

She swallowed Carlos's cum load. And at the same time she manipulated and fingered his twitching balls.

"Slide your finger up my asshole, honey," he begged her. "That's the way I like it. Finger fuck me, baby."

Barbara's finger slipped up his rectum. He enjoyed the sensation of her finger gliding up his ass.

"Ohhh, baby," he whispered, "that's how I like it. Now you're doing it. Suck me. Suck."

The erotic sensations that he experienced now had him trembling.

"Eat it," he told her. "Suck every drop of it. Get it all out of my prick. It's good and hot and I know you love it."

Barbara continued licking and sucking on the tip of his cock as she gently eased off. Patting her affectionately he thanked her.

"Nobody sucks cock like you, Barbara baby."


CHAPTER EIGHT

Carlos thanked her and made a suggestion.

"You could really get a great act going if you would work with a woman. Some men go crazy when they see two naked broads sucking and fucking."

She looked at him in amazement.

"Are you suggesting that I would lower myself to carry on with another woman?"

Shaking his head, Carlos insisted, "There's nothing wrong with two women having sex. It's a beautiful sight."

This bothered her. She paced the floor and then she heard a knock at the door.

"I wonder who that is?" she asked him.

"That's what I was talking to you about," Carlos said edgily. "I mean, I invited a chick over so you could get acquainted with her. I want you to meet her."

"Who the fuck is she?" she snapped. "Have you been playing around with some nooky on the side?"

"Caroline is a girl I used to live with," he explained. "We don't mean anything to each other anymore. But she is a great gal. You'll like her."

The insistent rapping forced Carlos to open the door. "Oh, hi, Caroline," he smiled at her nervously. "Come in. We were expecting you."

Barbara hastily slipped a robe about herself.

"You might put some clothes on, Carlos," Barbara said, giving him a withering glance.

Carlos looked at his crotch.

"Caroline's seen it all before," he told her. Nevertheless, Barbara tossed him his shorts. Carlos slipped into them as he offered Caroline a drink.

"So this is your new girl friend," Caroline grinned. "Pleased to meet you, Babs."

Barbara did not appreciate the friendly overtures being made to her at this point.

"I know you feel squeamish about having sex with another woman," Caroline said in a coaxing, caressing voice, "but there's really nothing wrong about it. I think people are silly about sex. Two women can enjoy it. I'm here to prove it. Carlos says he has an engagement lined up for the two of us if we can cut it." That did it. Barbara couldn't take anymore. Apparently Carlos was holding out some information on her.

"You never said anything about this to me," she wheeled around and shrieked at him.

"Relax," he told her, "I was gonna get to that."

Barbara felt as though she had gone the full whore circuit. She was tired of putting herself on display so women and men could admire her body. However, as she looked at the tempting blonde woman stripping, she did find herself suddenly attracted to her.

"What did you have in mind, honey?" Carlos grinned as he went over to her and kissed her passionately.

That was enough to fire her up. She was going to show Carlos that two could swing as well as one.

"All right," she agreed, "we could have sex together, Caroline. But I don't know anything about this. You'll have to do everything."

As soon as the beautiful blonde woman had undressed, she brought her dildo out from her purse.

"I like to use one of these. Have you ever seen one before?"

"I've seen them," Barbara admitted candidly, "but I've never used one."

Strapping the dildo onto herself, Caroline called out to Carlos for some Vaseline.

"Why not use KY?" Barbara suggested. "I take it you plan to ram that damned fucking dildo up my asshole?"

She patted Barbara's buttocks.

"You're a treasure," she told her, "and you're gonna give a lot of pleasure to the people who watch us fuck."

Barbara felt as though Caroline was making too many assumptions, too swiftly.

"I haven't fully agreed," she told her, "but I am considering it."

Finally Caroline began giving orders.

"I have a certain procedure I go through, Barbara. Now take off everything."

Barbara stripped completely.

"I like to use a belt to whip your ass into submission," she explained, "and you have to whimper and cry. Put on a good act. Beg for mercy in other words."

Heaving a deep sigh, Barbara finally agreed.

"It sounds mighty damn sick to me. But I'll go along with you."

The blonde-haired girl wielded the whip across Barbara's bare buttocks. As she stood there with the huge plastic dildo sticking out from her crotch, she did look interesting.

"Hey, I'd sure like to fuck you while you're fucking her," Carlos suggested.

"Why not?" Caroline agreed. "We could have our own choo-choo train."

Barbara was not familiar with the terminology of the sex circuit.

"What the fuck is a choo-choo train?" she asked.

"That's a threeway," Carlos explained.

Barbara was on the bottom. Caroline was gripping her buttocks now, gently easing the plastic cock into her behind. Carlos used the KY on his penis as he prepared to ram his penis up Caroline's asshole.

Glancing in the mirror, Barbara could see it did make an erotic sight. There she was with her up-raised buttocks accepting the huge plastic dildo that Caroline was shoving in her asshole.

"Ram it to me," she told Caroline. "Go ahead and do it."

It did feel good to have a cock ramming up her ass. "Now you're doing it," she told her. "Ohhh, I like it. Fuck. Come on, fuck."

Carlos was behind now. He could hardly wait to shove his big, thick prick up her ass.

"You're gonna love it, Caroline," he told her as he shoved his KY-coated penis between her ass cheeks.

Caroline didn't enjoy having his big cock slam in her asshole. She preferred fucking to getting fucked. But there was no stopping now. He was ramming in with ruthless force.

"Fuck it," he begged her. "Fuck, baby, fuck."

With determination and drive he went on ramming. "That's the way to do it," he told her. "Ohhh, baby, fuck. Come on, shove it."

They were going at it hot and heavy now.

"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Fuck it. Come on, fuck." With zestful sexual enthusiasm they were rutting into each other.

"I want it," she begged anxiously. "Give it to me." It was this kind of fucking that was pleasing him. "Every inch," she begged frantically. "Fuck me, baby, fuck."

Barbara felt herself getting stimulated. Caroline reached around with her hand and began finger fucking her pussy. Glancing in the mirror, Barbara could see all of the action. There was Carlos with his magnificent big wick sticking it up Caroline's tight twisting asshole. At the very same moment she was getting the dildo up her ass. She enjoyed it.

"Yes, yes," she cried, "give it to me. I want it. Fuck me!"

The thick penis plunged up her ass. She twisted around in new-found pleasure.

"Ohhh, yes," she cried, "give it to me. That's what I want. Now you're fucking. Fuck it."

With hard, deep strokes he went on ramming. "Ohhh, yes," he gasped, "that's what I want. Twist your tail for me."

Caroline twisted her tail for him. At the same time Barbara ground her hips around. Caroline found Barbara beautiful. She groped for her bosoms. Then reaching down she fingered her pussy.

"Honey, you're hot," she whispered excitedly. "You want it, don't you?"

She nodded.

"Yes," she told her. "Come on and give it to me." This was the kind of pleasure they both wanted. "Up my ass," she told her. "Fuck me!"

It wasn't going to take much longer now. They were really going at it hot and heavy. All of a sudden Barbara felt her pussy twitching. She was certain she was going to juice.

Caroline's fingers began working quicker on her pussy. She flipped her fingers back and forth across her clit.

"Ohhh, I'm cuming," Barbara panted. "Press my love button. Baby, juice me."

Instantly Caroline responded. Her fingertips pinched Barbara's pussy flesh and brought her around to a new sexual height.

"Yes, yes," she cried out passionately, "screw me. This is what I need. Ohhh, baby, fuck. Fuck me. Yes, do it. Fuck, fuck!"

Her hot pussy juices trickled down her inner thigh. All the while Caroline went on ramming, enjoying every erotic moment.

"Fuck off," Caroline gasped, "fuck off."

Just then Carlos's cock exploded high in her asshole.

"Shove it up there," Caroline demanded hotly. "Screw my ass. Fuck me. Ohhh, fuck me."

Beautiful, blonde Caroline proved to be a winner. She was getting and giving wild fucking action. And enjoying every erotic moment of it.

"Ohhh," she panted, "you don't know how much fun this is."

Finally Carlos pulled his slick cock from her hot ass.

"That's the way I like it," he told her. "It slides out real easy. Your ass is well lubricated with my cum."

At that moment Caroline pulled her dildo from Barbara's behind.

"Sit in my face, honey," Caroline demanded.

Barbara obliged. She sat right down in Caroline's face. Caroline reached up and gripped her She held her thighs as she let her tongue swing into action. This stimulated and excited her enormously.

"I love it," she gasped excitedly. "Ohhh, fuck me, fuck me."

At this point she finger fucked her pussy as she ate her ass out. Carlos watched in delight. He reached for his cock. His balls were tingling. Gripping his firm, long penis he began pumping it vigorously.

"It really turns me on watching," he told her. "Oh, baby, keep sucking. Eat her ass out. That's a beautiful sight. Enough to make any man want to jack off."

Carlos cupped his balls in one hand while he pulled on his rigid penis with the other. He speeded up his hand grabs on his cock.

"Suck ass," he told Caroline, "suck. Go ahead, suck ass."

Caroline was whipping her tongue in circles around Barbara's rectum. Finally she stiffened her tongue and plunged it right up her asshole. Barbara let out small moans of pleasure and squeals of delight.

"Yes, yes," she cried passionately, "lick my asshole. Ohhh, suck my pussy."

Her tongue swung from Barbara's ass to her pussy crack. Flipping her tongue in her vagina she licked quickly. That really stimulated her.

"Ohhh," Barbara panted, "I love it. Baby, let me stick that plastic prick in my pussy."

Straddling her she moved down. Now her body was in exactly the opposite direction. But she managed to guide the plastic dildo into her pussy. Reaching out, Caroline patted her ass as she fucked.

"Ohhh, I wish I had a picture of that," Carlos complained. "I really would enjoy flashing that on a screen when I wanted to jack off. We could call it, A Movie To Jack-Off By. Ohhh, wow! Fuck. Go ahead, Barbara, baby, fuck. You know your crotch is hot. It needs a good screwing."

Pumping up and down on the plastic cock, Barbara brought herself to a sticky, quick climax. Her pussy juices gushed. inn

"Come up here, honey," Caroline asked her breathlessly, "let me lick your snatch now. I love eating pussy. Especially sweet pussy like yours."

"Come up here, honey," Caroline asked her breathlessly, "let me lick your snatch now. I love eating pussy. Especially sweet pussy like yours."

It was true, Caroline was a fantastic cunt eater. As Barbara let her pussy push over Caroline's face she watched the girl lick and suck her box dry.

Pulling her tongue out of her pussy, she lay there. Now Carlos needed his cock sucked.

"Who's gonna eat me?" he smiled.

"Let's share him," Caroline said magnanimously, "you can lick his nuts and I'll lick his ass. Then we will have to flip on who gets to lick off his cock."

Getting a coin, they flipped it.

"Heads, I win," Caroline cried with delight. "Tails, you lick his ass."

Carlos stretched out in the middle of the bed. He loved it when Barbara licked his ass cheeks. At the same moment Caroline whipped her tongue around his balls. But she focused her action on his mainstem. She licked generously up the underside of his shaft. Clasping the firm, meaty head of his cock in her mouth, she slowly begun sucking. As she created a suction at the tip of his cock, he became so excited his penis was quivering.

"Eat it," he ordered her. "Ohhh, Caroline, baby, show what a good cock sucker you are. That's it. Ohhh, Caroline, you always could give fantastic head. Suck, Gobble me."

Reaching down he gripped Caroline's head. He watched as her head bobbed up and down on his thick, long penis. At the same time he felt his balls tense and tighten. Barbara was licking his ass in circular movements around his anus.

"Don't be bashful, Barbara," he told her. "Stick your tongue up my butt. Go ahead, honey, slide it in there. All the way, baby."

Barbara eased her tongue right up his asshole. At the same time Caroline was giving him a super blow job.

"Suck ass," he whispered. "Lick my prick. Wow! Ohhh, you two chicks, that's the way. Do it."

They both were becoming more intensely excited every moment.

"What a cock sucker," he panted. "Suck. Come on, eat it. That's how, honey. Lick my prick. Now you're doing it. That's the way. Suck. Lick it, baby, lick." The two women were pleasing him and he revelled in the sexual excitement they brought him.

"Ohhh," he cried out in ecstasy, "I love it when you lick my prick. Suck off. Come on, baby, now you're doing it. That's how. Suck my cock. Suck my cock off. Ohhh, ahhh, I love what you're doing for me. Suck off, baby, suck off!"

Together the two girls were giving him a wild cock sucking and ass licking. Carlos could never remember having any experience just like it.

"Eat my prick," he gasped excitedly. "Lick it. Ohhh, baby, now you're doing it. That's how. Honey, suck my cock. Eat it."

Clasping his firm manhood, Caroline worked her way from the head of his shaft to the base. She watched as she saw Barbara's pink tongue slipping in and out of his tight, twisting anus. She envied Barbara, for she wished she could suck his asshole, too. However, she had to surrender that to Barbara's tongue.

Barbara flipped her tongue from his ass crack to his balls. She enjoyed gently caressing his balls and then flipping her tongue along his ass cheeks. The part that Carlos enjoyed the most, however, was when Barbara's tongue would stiffen and stab high up his asshole. He didn't hesitate to tell her how he liked having it.

"High up my asshole," lit told her. "Way in there, lick it. Suck ass. Ohhh, yes, baby. Now. Eat it. Ahhhh, lick ass. Suck ass!"

His body twisted in convulsions of pleasure. The hot juices were ready to erupt from his cock head in a blast of sexual excitation.

"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly. "Eat my pecker. Suck it. Suck off."

His hot cock exploded in Caroline's sucking mouth. Reaching down he gripped her head. Barbara didn't miss a beat. She kept her tongue swinging smoothly in and out of his tight asshole while Caroline gobbled his cum load.

Caroline pulled her mouth off his sticky prick. Barbara withdrew her tongue from his asshole. Both women lay down there around his thighs.

"Did you get enough?" he smiled at Caroline.

Caroline nodded. She toyed with his testicles.

"Why did I leave you?" she mused. "You were the best pimp I ever had."

This bothered Barbara.

"I didn't know he pimped for any other woman," she said softly.

"Do you have to talk?" he asked them. "Let's forget me and what I did. We enjoyed ourselves, didn't we?" Caroline instantly replied, "Of course we did." However, Barbara remained silent. She was thinking about the story Carlos had told her about his wife and his two lovely children, that she was helping support through her sexual activities. She hoped that what he had told her was true. It would be a terrifying thing if Carlos was, in fact, a pimp and always had been. If the story about the wife demanding money for his two sons was an invention of his to get her into sexual servitude. Thoughts like these spun through her mind. She looked up at him angrily. Carlos picked up instantly on what she was thinking.


CHAPTER NINE

After Caroline had gone, Barbara asked Carlos some sticky questions.

"So you pimped for her, too?" she shook her head grimly. "I suppose that story about your precious wife and wonderful children is a big lie."

Carlos shook his head.

"What is it then?" she demanded.

"A little white lie," he smiled, giving her his best, most appealing look.

"Look, I'm not fascinated with lying, damned fuckers," she shook her head. "I'm sick of people like you."

Carlos decided it was time to use a little of his animal magnetic sexual appeal to persuade her to be more compassionate.

"Listen here, baby," he warned her, "you dig me. And I dig you. We can make a lot of money if we don't get sentimental and sticky about our relationship." Looking at him now Barbara had a completely different idea in her mind of what he represented.

"I've met a lot of lying fuckers," she told him frankly, "and you take the cake. You put on a big show. But that's all it is. It's show. You don't care about me. You care about your fucking, sweet self."

Carlos decided he would persuade her that wasn't the truth.

"I love you," he said as if the words were painful for him to utter.

"Why the fuck didn't you ever say so before?" Barbara boomed at him.

"Because," he explained, "I've suffered a lot with women. They put me through hell. Some women are prick teasers, others like to hurt a guy. I've had my share of both kinds."

At this point he decided to employ some strategy. "I'd like to take you on a tongue trip around the world, Barbara baby," he told her. "Why don't you just get on the bed and let me lick you."

Even though she resented his lies and despised the fact he was trying to use her. Barbara had to admit to herself she did enjoy what he could do with his teeth, his tongue, his fingers and mouth.

"All right," she agreed, "but you'd better make it good. You'd better put some sincere passion and feeling into it."

Nodding he smiled at her.

"You don't have to worry about a thing. I'll put plenty of feeling and love and sex into it."

Now she was completely convinced that he would attempt to stimulate and titillate her sexually. As the beautiful girl stretched out completely nude, she spread her legs. Carlos slid his hands under her ass cheeks as he licked her inner thighs.

"Ohhh, that does feel good," she moaned in pleasure. When Carlos had finished licking her inner hot thighs, he swept his tongue over her pussy crevice with a tender swipe.

"Ohhh, baby, keep it up," she urged him. "That really feels fantastic."

He moved his way down to her feet and then began sucking on her toes. At the same time he reached up and fingered her pussy. Her pussy became so excited as he flipped his finger in a swift pace back and forth across her love button that she juiced.

"Yes," she panted passionately, "keep your finger moving, baby. I love that."

He slipped his finger, which was sticky with her pussy juice, over to her ass crack. Inserting his finger in her asshole, he plunged it back and forth.

"Yes, yes," she begged, "I love it. Do me. Love me." Carlos kept his finger shoving up her asshole and at the same time moved his mouth to her other foot. He licked quickly on the sole of her foot and then he let his tongue linger along each toe. Finally he sucked on each toe. She thrilled to this erotic arousal.

"Yes, baby, yes," she gasped excitedly, "do me. Just like that."

The passionate pleasure that zipped through his body had him trembling with emotion.

"Ohhh, baby," she begged him, "keep it up. Now, baby, now."

He moved from her feet up to her calves. Licking both of her calves, Carlos finally zoomed in once more with his tongue-lapping, licking action on her hot, wet thighs. He enjoyed licking the love juices which had trickled down her thighs when she became so stimulated she couldn't stand it anymore.

"Suck my tits," she cried out plaintively, "suck them, baby."

The virile, young, dark-skinned Mexican man worked his way up the beautiful girl's body to her bosoms. Grabbing one breast lewdly, he sucked on the other hungrily.

"Ohhh, eat my tit," she begged. "Lick it. I love it."

This passionate arousal pleased her.

"Baby," she begged him, "you're getting rough with your other hand."

Carlos knew he was getting rough as he squeezed her other bosom. He also knew some women liked to play rough.

"Suck my other tit," she begged passionately. "Just like you're doing it there. Yes, baby, yes, do it."

He sucked her other bosom. Now Carlos had his own idea of how to stimulate and arouse her as well as himself.

"Put some pillows behind your head, Barbara," he suggested, "and you can lick my asshole while I suck your pussy. It's really a super sensation. I want you to run your hands over my thighs and my ass cheeks. And at the same time you can tongue fuck my asshole."

Straddling her now, he eased back. Barbara propped her head up on pillows. Reaching up she gripped her ass cheeks. She let her tongue slide along his ass crack. Soon his tongue invaded her pussy. He flipped it smoothly back and forth across her clit, arousing her as best he knew how.

"Beautiful," Barbara panted as she momentarily withdrew her tongue from his tight anal opening.

That bothered Carlos. He felt that if there was any sexual equality she ought to be sucking on his hole while he sucked on her hole.

"Stick your tongue back in my asshole while I lick your pussy hole," he demanded.

Immediately she went back to licking at his rectum. And he was delighted to suck on her pussy.

"Yes, yes," he told her as he watched.

Barbara spared nothing. She got in there with her nose, her teeth, her tongue and thrilled him. As her tongue continued stabbing his asshole, he twisted back and forth. Now he was going to town on her pussy. He knew how to stimulate her. Clasping her ass cheeks firmly, he glided his mouth right over her slit. His tongue swung into action. He licked the velvety vagina walls of her snatch, enjoying it.

Carlos could taste her now. It was fun seeing her curly pubic hair. It was wonderful seeing how she was responding by pumping her pelvis back to meet his driving stabs.

"Suck my asshole," he told her as he momentarily took a pussy-eating break.

Barbara was pleased they could carry on like this. She enjoyed the uninhibited sexual manners they were experiencing.

At this point she was eager and willing to cooperate. Her nose and face were right in his ass crack. Her tongue went on plunging vigorously high up his rectum. Reaching around with one hand, she fondled his huge prick. She liked pulling on his penis. Barbara enjoyed seeing his tense balls tighten. But what she enjoyed most of all was the rhythmic motion of his tongue invading her pussy. She knew that he was good at pussy licking, but she had no idea he was this fantastic.

"Yes, yes," she begged passionately, "do it, baby. That's how. I love it."

Suddenly she was juicing. At the moment of cuming, she went back to licking quickly on his hot, tight asshole. She recognized this provided pleasure for him. And it was the simultaneous pleasure of getting his ass sucked while he was eating her box, that she understood pleased him enormously.

Maybe he did love her after all. Could a man go down on a woman like this and not feel something of a wild, passionate nature, she reasoned.

Barbara continued letting her tongue surge in his asshole until he gently eased his tongue from her pussy crack.

He rolled over and teasingly patted her vagina.

"That was a nice warm meal," he told her.

She reached for his buttocks and slapped them.

"Was that a big act or was it for real?"

Carlos looked at her seriously. His brown eyes were never more intense, never seeming more sincere.

"Honey, of you don't know now, you never will," he shrugged.

Barbara felt he was telling her the truth. She angled her body now so that they could embrace. He held her close to him as he gently ran his fingers through her hair. Then she felt his hands sliding down to her back. Soon he was cupping her ass cheeks, squeezing them gently.

"You're beautiful," she whispered to him. "I enjoy that so much, baby. I really do."

Now Carlos had some other things in mind.

"Let me stick my prick up your ass. I love the way you suck my asshole, too. A lot of girls are inhibited. They don't realize how easy it is to slide their tongue up a guy's butt. They object. I can't imagine why."

Carlos was off the bed in a flash. Soon he was coating his penis with the tube of KY. The slippery, sticky substance made his penis glisten.

"Take it easy, baby," she warned him. "I've got a sensitive asshole."

Carlos assured her he would. He enjoyed having her bending over so far that only her ass cheeks were visible. Clasping her bare bottom, he watched in the mirror as he inserted his slick prick between her buttocks.

"I feel your pecker," she warned him as she felt the head of his big shaft probing at her asshole.

With a sudden hard stab he finally rammed it right up her rectum.

"Wow!" he panted as he felt his penis being sucked in her hot, twisting asshole.

He was ramming in now with a deep, hard thrust. When he developed a rhythmic tempo to his cock stabs, she did enjoy it. She knew how to push back to accept his cock.

"Fuck it," she panted as he pumped in hard. "Fuck, baby, fuck."

He was driving through in regular, penetrating stabs and enjoying every erotic jab.

"It really turns me on to screw your asshole," he told her. "Keep fucking. Ohhh, baby, you're beautiful. Fuck it."

His cock continued stabbing up her ass and she was more excited than ever.

"Fuck, baby," he panted, "fuck it."

She twisted her hips from side to side. The rocking motion of her swaying hips ignited his cock. With ever-increasing tempo now, he rode into her. His penis had become a pistoning instrument as he rode her rectum.

"Fuck, baby, fuck," he whispered in an erotic voice. "You don't know how good it feels to have my wild prick slipping in your hot, tight asshole."

She had a pretty good idea because he was getting so stimulated. Barbara enjoyed it most of all when he reached around and felt of her beautiful bosoms. But what she really liked was to think she could accommodate the full size of his long, thrusting penis.

"Ohhh, baby," he whispered as she kept her tail twisting, "fuck it."

He gripped her bosoms firmly as he fucked her ass with ramming, hard jabs. Her tail continued twisting and she felt her pussy getting excited, too.

"Finger my box," she suggested. "I would love that." To accommodate that desire, he immediately fingered her vagina.

"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "I love that."

The stimulating sensation of his cock ramming up her asshole while his fingers played with her pussy, brought her around. Soon she was juicing.

"You made it, baby," Carlos exclaimed excitedly. "Hang tight, honey. I'll get it off, too."

Speeding up the tempo of his cock stabs, he continued thrusting in her ass in hard, plunging strokes. "Fuck it," he whispered. "Fuck, baby, fuck it."

All at once his cock exploded high in her asshole. "I'm cuming," he gasped. "Ohhh, baby, milk my prick stick."

Instantly her ass muscles seized his cock. She squeezed the cream out of his dick.

"Right on," he exclaimed. "Grab it. Milk me, baby." Her milking motions pleased him. He shot some more juice up her asshole.

"Ohhh, baby, you're beautiful," he panted as he finished pumping his cock up her slick, hot ass.

Withdrawing from her now, he slapped her buttocks and asked her, "Do you trust me?"

Glancing over her shoulder, she shook her head. "Not around my asshole."


CHAPTER TEN

It didn't take Barbara long to discover that Nick had his own ideas about sex with her.

"I've got a proposition to make you, honey," he told her when she came early one day and Carlos was nowhere around.

"I'm not interested in your proposition," she snapped.

Nick went over to her and took out his wallet and placed two hundred-dollar bills on the dressing table.

"Well, your money talks," she told him. "Even though I can't stand you. What do you want?"

"That's the wrong way to ask the question," Nick smiled. "It should be, 'Which way do I want it?'"

It got her perturbed that her being a whore had become a forgone conclusion.

"Look, you bastard," she told him finally, "I don't want to take any crap off you. If you want me to give you a blow job, say so. If you want it from behind, say that. I'll do it."

Nick nodded.

"I always did like getting my cock sucked," he said as he got to his feet and unzipped his fly.

"Damn it," she shook her head, "you probably expect me to crawl across the floor."

Nick nodded.

"Now that you've mentioned it," he agreed, "not a bad idea. On your knees. Start crawling, cock sucker." Barbara hated to be called names. More than that, she hated the idea of getting on her hands and knees and crawling in a demeaning position to such a monster as Nick. However, the two crisp bills on the dressing table made her do things she would never think of otherwise.

"That's a good girl," he encouraged her. "Just keep coming. I want to give you a good time."

Finally she was in front of him. She gripped his long, shiny penis.

"Slide it in your mouth, sweetheart," he told her, "and start sucking."

Grasping his firm, long cock, she licked the tip of it. It was really a mouthful. Even though Nick was an older man, his virility was obviously intact.

"Lick it quick, honey," he told her. "My cock needs a good sucking. Blow it, baby. Suck it."

Holding his penis firmly she licked it like an ice cream cone.

"I hear you're a good cock eater," Nick smiled his approval. "Prove it on my pecker."

She sniffed his cock and tasted him starting to juice. When Nick let his balls swing to their freedom, she reached up and fondled them, too.

"Play with my nuts," he urged. "Tease them. Finger them, baby."

She let her fingers massage his hairy, swelling balls as her mouth finally slipped over the head of his shaft. She was sucking on his penis as if she were nursing it at this point.

"Suck my prick," he insisted. "Suck it. Now you're doing it, sweetheart. Suck my big juicy dick. Suck. Suck it."

Nick always enjoyed having a good blow job. He enjoyed it most of all when a girl would put feeling and passion into her mouth action. The fact that Barbara was doing such a super suck job on his cock indicated to him she was a cock sucker by instinct.

"I'm gonna fill your face with my cum," he told her. "When I blast off, baby, you're gonna get a mouthful. Just keep sucking my sticky prick."

She continued sucking on his long, hard shaft. He was getting more aroused every moment.

"Eat it," he exclaimed excitedly. "Ohhh, baby, lick my stick. Lick it."

Alternately she would take the whole penis in her mouth and gobble it as if she was going to swallow it, or she would let just the head of the shaft remain in her mouth so she could lick the tip of it with her tongue. He enjoyed the fact she was putting some creative action into her cock suck.

"Suck it off," he begged. "Suck."

Her cheeks pulled in as she sucked on his meat.

"Eat it," he begged. "Oh, baby, I'm gonna shoot now."

His hot cock exploded.

"I'm really loaded," he told her. "Lick my dick stick."

His thick, hot semen spurted down her throat. She swallowed hungrily. Clasping his rigid dick in her mouth, she didn't let loose until she had finished sucking every drop of his juice.

Nick was pleased when she finally eased her mouth off his shiny, slick shaft.

"You're a good head girl," he told her. "A lot of girls don't know how to give head. They don't put any enthusiasm into cock sucking."

Getting to her feet, Barbara walked over to the dressing table. Just then the door opened. Carlos walked in. She hadn't had an opportunity to tuck the two hundred-dollar bills in her purse before Carlos spied them.

"Take your cut," Nick smiled knowingly as he zipped up his fly and stepped out of the dressing room.

Carlos was angry. He felt Nick should have come to him first.

"I'm in charge here," he reminded Nick, "and don't you forget it."

Nick shook his head.

"You're in charge of her," he reminded him, "but I'm in charge of the club."

When Barbara was alone with Carlos he questioned her.

"Did you go after him or did he come after you?" he demanded angrily.

That burned her up.

"Don't talk to me like that, bastard!"

Nick was listening at the door.

"I'm asking you a question," he repeated. "Did you make the play for him or did he come in here?"

Finally Nick opened up the door and blurted, "You jack-ass. I put the make on her. Don't make trouble for her."

Nick was happy that he could interfere. But Carlos was furious. He recognized he was losing his grip on his lover.

"She's mine," he nodded, "and she'll do as I tell her. Do you understand?"

Nick left, nodding. But a point had been made and Barbara could never forget it. When they were alone, she questioned Carlos.

"Do you think you have a right of ownership over me?"

Carlos didn't reply.

"Well, I've got news for you, baby. If that's what you think, I'm a free agent. And don't you ever forget it."

Carlos understood plenty. He didn't like the fact she was acting so independent. He feared that any moment she would be leaving him.

That night when he got home he decided to give her some discipline.

"Baby, I figured maybe I'd tie you up to the bed and screw you," he told her. "I'd enjoy that."

Startled and stunned to see him getting out ropes, she shook her head grimly.

"You won't do anything of the kind."

He roughly pushed her down. He had been drinking and she didn't care to fight with him.

"Do you understand me?" he demanded.

She shook her head.

"Don't you try to tell me anything," she told him. "I'm gonna leave you, Carlos."

Carlos laughed. He knew it was past time to teach her some discipline.

She was securely tied to the bed and then Carlos went to work. First he brought out two belts. He began lashing her with both belts.

"Damn you," she exclaimed, "I hate you!"

Carlos smiled sadistically. She could see his cock lengthen and his balls tense as he went on using the whips on her.

"It feels good," he told her. "Real good."

He was hitting her now with ruthless force.

"I hate you," she told him. "I hate you!"

Carlos paid no attention. When he had finished whipping her until she was at the point of bleeding, he got on the bed and placed a French tickler on the head of his cock.

"What the fuck are you gonna do now?" she shrieked at him.

"Baby," he smiled, "I'm gonna introduce you to a French tickler. Hasn't anybody ever fucked you this was before?"

Rutting down into her now, he fucked her furiously.

"Ohhh, that feels so good," he panted as he went on thrusting his manhood in her mound.

At first she thought she could hardly stand it. Her ankles strained to be free. Her wrists hurt as he went on savagely pounding his penis in her pussy.

"Leave me alone," she begged frantically. "Damn you, Carlos!"

Carlos seemed to obtain pleasure from her pain. His cock continued stabbing in her pussy as he went on fucking.

"Honey, if your hands were only free," he told her, "you could finger fuck my asshole for me."

He smiled down at her. The look on her face indicated how much she hated him. However, as he continued fucking her she seemed to begin enjoying it.

"A French tickler is to make your pussy feel real good," he told her. "That's it, baby. Come on. Fuck it." He continued stabbing his cock in her pussy and she seemed to enjoy it more every moment.

"Yes, yes," he cried excitedly, "now you're fucking. Baby, fuck. Fuck it."

The delirious excitement he felt as she twisted, all the while trying to get free, brought him there. His hot cock exploded in her pussy.

"It's about as much fun as fucking with King Kong," she exclaimed. "Damn you, Carlos."

Carlos paid no attention. He went on stabbing his cock into her pussy until he finished shooting. Pulling his cock out of her vagina, he moved forward.

"Why don't you lick the cum off my French tickler?" he grinned down at her.

Her tongue swung back and forth across his French tickler. And then he moved forward.

"Lick my nuts, too," he told her. "That's nice. Ohhh, that feels real good."

She didn't enjoy having his sweaty balls over her nose. Nevertheless, he made such a fuss about her licking them that she did so. Now he moved forward, letting his ass crack fall directly over her face.

"Stick your tongue in my ass," he demanded.

Her tongue swung right up his rectum. Clasping his cock he began jacking off. Reaching for his balls he held them as he jacked his penis.

"Suck ass," Carlos demanded crudely. "Lick my asshole, honey. You're doing it just fine. Higher. That's it, baby. Ohhh, you could work in a fuck factory."

She continued flipping her tongue up his rectum. It was all she could do in this position. But it was enough to trigger his sexual excitement.

"Ohhh, baby," he gasped as he went on jerking his penis, "I'm almost there. Keep tongue fucking my butt."

She continued flipping her tongue right up his rectum.

"You're on, sweetheart," he told her. "Just keep slipping your tongue in there."

All of a sudden he felt his penis explode. He swung around quickly, letting his hot, sticky cum fall at her lips. She licked it up hungrily.

When he finished shooting his wad, he grinned at her.

"Did you ever hear of the golden shower?" he smiled.

Shaking her head, Barbara didn't say a word.

"It's something extra special," he told her. "You're gonna love it."

At that point Carlos began urinating in her face. She closed her lips and eyes as he went on urinating.

Finishing he pulled away.

"Now I guess you've learned a little discipline," he told her. "I hope I won't have so many problems with you."

Barbara realized she was dealing with a sex fiend. How she wished she could get away from him forever.

"You love me, don't you?" he nodded and winked.

She didn't answer. Too many terrible thoughts were racing through her mind. How she wished she could tell him where to go.

"Really, honey," he told her, "you've got the wrong attitude."

He untied her now. Barbara massaged her ankles and her wrists.

"Got to get the blood circulating again," he grinned.

Barbara had made up her mind. As soon as she could, she would leave Carlos.

However, the following night she had to go in to the simulated sex act at the club with him. Nick watched from the wings.

"Baby, I like to fuck you," Carlos whispered in her ear as he pretended to be screwing her.

His jock strap strained as his cock bulged.

"You're beautiful," he whispered.

He was pressing too close to her.

"The vice will close us up," she whispered back to him, "if you push so hard against me. We're not supposed to touch."

She wiggled her hips in a sensuous way. The men in the audience all felt themselves getting a hard-on as they watched.

When the sexual performance was over and they were walking out, Nick motioned for them both.

"You're fired," he announced. "I'm not gonna take anymore chances. I hear you've been hustling and he's been your pimp."

Barbara knew that what Nick said was true. She wanted to hug him and kiss him. She was that glad that they had been booted. Carlos didn't take it so easy.

"I'd like to push my fist against your face," he declared.

Glaring at him, Nick didn't pull away.

"You make one wrong move," he warned him, "and you will be sorry. Understand?"

He laughed as he listened to Nick talking. But he was fearful that if he did try anything Nick would have his strong-arm bodyguards take care of him.

Once in the dressing room, Barbara made her decision.

"It's over between you and me," she informed him.

That took him by complete surprise. He figured his discipline would have worked.

"Honey, what are you talking about?" he demanded.

Looking up at him now she didn't hesitate to tell him her feelings.

"You are a sick, crazy, sex fiend," she declared, "and I don't need it."

He got the point.

"Honey," he told her, "if I didn't know you were kidding, I would get uptight. You've got a nice sense of humor."

"A sense of humor, my ass," she told him. "When you had me underneath you last night and you pissed on my face, that was the end."

Carlos recognized that she might go to Nick for protection. So he took it easy.

"All right," he told her, "if you don't have any good sense, that's your tough luck."

When she got back to the apartment, she packed her things hastily. All the time she was packing Carlos tried to persuade her to change her mind.

"It won't work," she finally snapped. "I'm sick and tired of you."

Carlos got an idea.

"One more fuck," he insisted, "for old time's sake." He grabbed her roughly and hurled her to the floor. "I don't want anymore of this rough stuff," she told him. "You may be a sadist, but I'll be damned if I'm a masochist."

Carlos was furious now and she could almost see him frothing at the mouth.

"I don't give a screw what you want," he told her. "It's what I want that matters."

He roughly grabbed a broom from the kitchen and came back.

"I'm gonna stick this up your asshole," he told her, "and see if you like being fucked like this."

As she felt the broom handle penetrate her rectum, she let out a scream of pain and protest. Instantly he mounted her. He gripped her face, covering it with his hand.

"You're not gonna cry out to anyone," he told her. "I've got you here and I'm gonna broom fuck your ass hole."

Carlos was a sadist. He knew very well how much pleasure he could derive from this kind of sexual performance. He continually rammed the broom handle up her asshole as he jerked on his penis.

"Relax," he told her. "Don't worry about a thing. You're gonna get fucked."

He was plunging it into her now with ruthless abandon.

"Stop it," she pleaded when he finally did momentarily move his hand off her lips.

Instantly Carlos placed his hand back on her mouth. She squirmed about, but it only hurt more when she moved. Finally she didn't resist anymore. He went on plunging the broom handle right up her rectum, causing her terrible pain.

When he did pull the broom handle out of her behind, he rammed his big prick up her.

"Shove back on me," he insisted. "I want you to do it. Now, baby, now."

Their wild fucking brought them enormous pleasure.

"You're beautiful," Carlos whispered as he rammed up her butt roughly.

It was awful how much he tormented her. But it was even worse, she recognized, because she enjoyed it. She liked his crude, lewd ways.

"Right up my ass," he told her. "That's beautiful, baby. Keep it up."

He enjoyed it enormously. She did, too. Reaching underneath her he fingered her pussy.

"Rock your ass back and forth," Carlos panted as he pumped it up her rectum.

She twisted around and felt his fingers flicking back and forth across her love button.

"Pinch it," she suggested. "Ohhh, baby, I love it. Just like that."

Pinching her love button excited him.

"You're on," he exclaimed. "Twist your butt. Faster. Follow my tempo."

Keeping her tail twisting at the same speed that he was ramming his prick up her asshole stimulated and aroused Carlos. His hairy, swelling balls bounced against her ass cheeks.

"I'm cuming," he gasped. "Ohhh, baby, I made it. Fuck, fuck fast."

Grabbing his penis tightly with her ass muscles, she squeezed his cock.

"Right on," he told her. "That's how it's done. Ohhh, honey, now you're fucking. That's what I want. Fuck off. Fuck it."

The delicious experience that she was feeling now as his big pecker rammed up her rectum was amazing. So much so, in fact, she was juicing.

"Ohh," she gasped, "baby, that feels so good." Slowly he withdrew his cock from her rectum. "You don't want to leave me now, do you?" he demanded.

She knew that as far as he was concerned, Carlos would always be top banana in her life. But it bothered her that he could be so rude, so crude, so difficult. She didn't answer as she saw him pacing the floor.

"I don't know," she said sadly. "I really don't. Let me think about it."

Taking her luggage, Carlos placed it on the chair. "You don't want to go anywhere," he told her. "You want to stay with me. I miss you."

For a moment she almost believe him. However, she was certain the thing that he would miss most would be the money that she would bring in after she had sold herself to an assortment of men to perform various bizarre sex acts.

"What are you thinking about?" Carlos grinned, quite sure of what she was thinking.


CHAPTER ELEVEN

Pointing to the broom, Barbara glared at Carlos. "Go find some woman who likes having a broom handle shoved up her asshole. I'm not that woman, Carlos. I never was."

Without saying another word, she picked up her luggage and left him.

As soon as she walked outside, she recognized it was raining. She shook her head in despair as she went to a phone booth. Perhaps she could call Caroline. Caroline answered the phone and her voice was so slurred Barbara was certain she'd been drinking.

"Who is this?" she began.

"It's me," Barbara whimpered, "Barbara."

"Barbara who?" she demanded.

"Carlos introduced me to you the other day," she reminded her.

"Oh, I remember," Caroline enthused, "you were a good screw. Honey, I thought you dug Carlos. You know, he's a sadist."

"I sure as fuck found out," Barbara half-cried into the phone, "but I'm no masochist. I'm glad to be free of him."

"You won't be free of him forever," Caroline warned her. "He'll find out where you are and try to get you under his power again. He did that with me. That was, until I had somebody rough him up."

Barbara was so relieved to find Caroline could understand the nightmare that she had managed to live through.

"I want to come over and talk to you," she begged. "I had a heavy date last night, honey," Caroline apologized, "and I'm not in any mood to talk. Why don't you make it tomorrow for lunch?"

"I don't have any place to stay tonight," Barbara exclaimed. "I'm running away."

"I thought maybe the fucker threw you out," Caroline quipped. "He can be very evil. All right, honey, if you don't mind a messed-up apartment, come over. I was conducting a little sexual orgy and the place is a wild mess."

Barbara was only too willing to accept her halfhearted invitation. However, when she opened the door to Caroline's apartment and realized what a mess it really was in, she didn't know whether she'd made the correct decision or not.

"I wouldn't win any good housekeeping awards," Caroline quipped, "but the maid cleans up after the orgy. Don't pay any attention to the linens."

There were towels and sheets spread all over the living room floor.

"It must have been a pretty wild party," Barbara observed.

"A bunch of booze hounds," Caroline laughed, "but they have a lot of money. They want you to do the most bizarre things. They even brought a dog over. Made me fuck him in front of that mirror."

Caroline was pointing to a floor-length mirror at the side of the room.

Sitting down, she spoke seriously to Barbara.

"I don't like to tell you how to run your life," she began, "but if you know what's good for you, you won't get involved with any more men like Carlos. He's a low-class pimp. And he turned you into a low-class hustler. Honey, bad vibes. They'll do it every time. Now take me, I'm working with a high-class pimp. And I vibe with the rich."

It bothered Barbara as she had no idea that she was being sucked into such a web of sexual activity. "Doesn't anybody make an honest living anymore?" Shaking her head, Caroline assured her nobody was. "And don't tell me the marriage license makes it sacred," she laughed. "Half the women I know who grind their asses with their husbands hate them. But they want to take it easy. They don't have to work like I do. I really envy them in a way. I should have lived with old Joe."

In her drunken state Caroline began revealing the facts of her life.

"I had a chance once," she continued, "to really live high off the hog. But I wrecked everything. I was determined I was going to do it my way. Joe wanted me to blow him. I said it was indecent to go down on a man. Was I a fool! If I had given him some cock sucks and an ass fuck now and then I could have held onto him. He wasn't such a bad bastard either. Loaded. He had money coming out of his ears."

It bothered Barbara that Caroline was so materialistic.

"I could just pick up some of these orgy sheets," she told her, "and put them in the laundry. If you could give me some clean sheets I'd like to sleep on your sofa."

Caroline looked at her longingly.

"Honey, after all that trouble with Carlos you need some consolation. Why don't we sleep together?"

It was obvious to her that she had made a mistake by revealing so much about her plight. Now Caroline would think she could get her to do anything.

The two girls talked a few moments more and then Caroline insisted she come in and bed down with her. Barbara didn't even bother to unpack her luggage. She simply undressed and slipped into bed, completely naked, with Caroline. Soon Caroline was down on her pussy.

"Pump it back to me, honey," she told her. "Go ahead. I love to lick a woman's pussy hole."

It was obvious to Barbara that Caroline was crazy about cunt eating. However, it made her feel as though she was doing something unnatural. Nevertheless, she tried her best to relax. Pumping her ass gently back and forth, she felt Caroline's insistent tongue could swing back and forth in her cunt. This stimulated and excited Barbara. Reaching down she gripped Caroline's head and held her there pinned over her pussy. Throwing her hot, slippery thighs over Caroline's face, she humped her face.

"Lick it, darling," she exclaimed. "Lick it real good. Ohhh, I love that. Lick it!"

This was the kind of erotic ecstasy that made Caroline such a good lover. Caroline was pleaded with the fact that she could turn on both men and women. She had a tremendous sexual skill. She knew how to elicit every thrill from a woman's box. As a matter-of-fact, Barbara could never recall any man who had gone down on her vagina who had been able to stimulate and titillate her so much. Reaching up, Caroline gripped Barbara's bosoms. She squeezed the nipples at just the right pressure.

"Ohhh, wow!" Barbara moaned as the erotic thrills surged through her body. "Lick my pussy. Suck my love button, baby. Nibble me. Ohhh, ahhh, I can't stand it. Love me, lick it."

The erotic frenzy that she felt as Caroline's hot tongue swept her to a sticky climax was amazing. Pressing her hot, wet thighs against Caroline's face, she juiced.

"Lap it up, cunt eater," she told her. "Now you're doing it. That's how, honey. Baby, you're beautiful. Eat my box. Right on."

It was this kind of cunt-lapping energy that stimulated her tremendously.

"Ohhh, baby," she smiled as she felt her lapping her up all the way.

Now Caroline was eager to go the full route. "Honey, I want to slip my dildo in you. I enjoyed it so much the other day when Carlos asked me to screw you."

It didn't take Caroline long to find her dildo. She had quite a collection in the closet. She picked out a medium-sized one as she didn't want to try anything sadistic. Having seen it demonstrated clearly that Carlos' cruel treatment of Barbara did not elicit any positive responses, she didn't want to fall into the same sexual booby trap.

Now straddling her with the dildo securely strapped onto herself, she began vigorously fucking.

"Ohhh, baby," she groaned, "fuck. Fuck it." Wrapping her arms around her lovingly, she pushed back. She thrilled to the erotic sensations of the penis being jabbed into her.

"Yes, yes," she urged her, "fuck my pussy."

Her vaginal muscles clasped the sliding plastic penis. It was amazing how much pleasure Caroline's plunging dildo stabs could produce in her box.

"Fuck me," she cried earnestly. "Fuck me. Like that. I love it. More, baby, more."

Caroline was giving her the full treatment. Ramming the dildo into her with hard, plunging jabs, she pleased her. Reaching out, Barbara gripped Caroline's behind. Parting Caroline's ass cheeks, she fingered her rectum.

"Ohhh, that feels so good, honey," Caroline gasped as she continued plunging the dildo into Barbara's body.

Barbara was enjoying it so much she juiced. Caroline kissed her affectionately. She was delighted that Barbara wanted to finger her asshole.

When the two girls pulled apart, Caroline had a lot of ideas.

"You and I could make a tremendous team," she told her. "We could do a sex circus act that would end lesbian performances."

Barbara felt strange the moment Caroline mentioned "lesbian."

"Honey, I'm not a lesbian," she reminded her.

"I know you aren't," Caroline assured her, "but you don't have to be to perform with another woman. It's a business. Baby, you enjoyed it when I slid that dildo in your cunt, didn't you?"

Barbara was feeling strange now. She nodded. "Oh, darling, I'm so glad to hear you say that," Caroline said, pressing her lips against hers. "I just love fucking you."

Barbara managed to calm Caroline down.

"All right, Caroline," she told her, "but I have to get some money. First I'm gonna work the bar scene. I know a little bit about picking up men at bars."

In the days that followed, Caroline did her best to arrange a sex show for them. But it wasn't quite as easy as she thought. There had been some raids at the local suburban swap parties. And it wasn't coming easy. However, Barbara was meeting with quite a degree of success in her bar pickup activity. She had grown friendly with a bartender who helped her. It was a man by the name of Ron Scott. He ran a small neighborhood bar that dealt with a very exclusive clientele. Ron would call up men he figured would enjoy fucking Barbara. And then as evening came on they would come to his place and meet her.

One night Barbara met Rick. He was a man that she really thought would be a pleasure to get better acquainted with. But Rick was married. She did her best not to mention anything about his wife or children. Recognizing this could cause him frustration, she felt the only thing to do was to give Rick such pleasure that he would consider her seriously.

Caroline was becoming pushy and impossible. Barbara knew she had to make a break.

"I'm glad Ron called me about you," Rick smiled as he got acquainted with her.

"That was nice of him," she replied softly.

"What would you like to do?" he asked her.

"Whatever you want to do, Rick," she replied quickly.

Barbara had learned that many men would ask a woman what she wanted to do, but they had in mind the very things they wanted to do. Rick immediately made a suggestion.

"If you want to know the truth of it," he said, "and you don't think I'm coming on too strong, I would like to go to one of those motels where they show dirty movies."

Barbara threw her head back and laughed.

"Of course," she assured him. "I like to see fuck flicks."

Rick paid the bartender for his drinks and winked as he handed him a twenty-dollar bill. The bartender thanked him and they left together. Barbara made it a point to be quiet and let Rick reveal his situation.

"I'm really a stud, baby," he told her as he gunned the engine and started down the highway. "The kind of stud who needs a girl who likes to suck and fuck and do everything."

Barbara replied softly, "You're really something, Rick. You're very sure of yourself to talk to me like this."

Rick nodded.

"I want to let it all hang out and tell it like it is," he told her. "I'm tired of pretending. My wife, Tina, isn't giving me enough sexual satisfaction."

"What do you mean, Rick?" Barbara shrugged.

"Let's just say she doesn't want to love every part of me. I want her to, and she won't."

Barbara reached over and placed her hand between his legs.

"You are a stud," she assured him as she felt his huge, throbbing penis beneath his pants.

Barbara was impressed with Rick and she was eager to demonstrate all she could do for him in bed.

When they got to a motel that looked like any other motel, Barbara was concerned. Would there be any sexual entertainment for him to see to relax them both before they participated in their sex acts?

"I don't see any signs announcing they show fuck flicks here," she told him.

"You're right," Rick assured her, "and you won't see any. If the vice saw all of the signs up we couldn't have such a nice hideaway. If you want the flicks in your bedroom they can control it from their office. No problem."

Parking the car, Rick got out, assuring Barbara he would be right back. She watched as she saw him go in and sign for a room. Wouldn't it be wonderful, she thought to herself, if Rick was a boyfriend instead of a man she was hustling with? But that was a luxury she couldn't afford.

They went to the second-floor suite that Rick had rented. It was a beautiful place.

"Wow!" Barbara grinned as she saw the size of the bed. "I guess you are picking out a place where we will have plenty of room to romp."

Rick almost jumped out of his shorts with desire. "As soon as you take off your panties and bra, baby," he told her, "and lay back on that bed, I'm gonna pounce on you."

Now Rick was tossing his coat on the chair and stripping.

"I got this bottle," he told her, "and we will drink up between fucks."

She was astounded by the speed with which he pulled down his shorts, letting his thick prick swing between his legs. Barbara undressed slowly, taking her time. She figured it would be wise to make him appreciate her. Ever so smoothly she finally pulled off her panties. Gracefully she walked over to the bed and stretched out. Rick wasted no time. He didn't even bother to turn on the TV before he got his head down between her legs and started kissing her vagina.

"Ohhh, Rick," she told him, "I guess you're awfully hungry."

When he finished kissing her pussy, he went to work with his fingers, ever so soothingly playing around with her there. Back and forth she twisted, becoming so excited with his finger play at her crotch she was almost juicing.

"Lick me," she begged him. "Lick my box."

Rick got right in there and pulled his fingers from her vagina and let his tongue slip in place.

"Ohhh, I love it when you lick me like that," she begged.

Reaching up he gripped her breasts and began squeezing them.

"Ohhh, baby," she begged, "squeeze my breasts. Yes, squeeze them. Run your fingers over them. Ohhh, baby, pinch my tits."

Rick kept working his fingers over her hot breasts. And at the same time he continued kissing her pussy and licking her vagina. She enjoyed it when his probing, plunging tongue would explore inside of her hot mound.

"Ohhh, honey, suck my pussy," she panted. "Baby, I really love it the way you're working your tongue. Keep it moving. Lick my pussy."

He slid his tongue over her hot vagina.

"Ohhh, baby, you're driving me ape," Barbara gasped as she twisted and turned in newfound sexual ecstasy.

Throwing her legs over his shoulders, her ass cheeks kept twisting and turning.

"Bring me off, baby," she begged.

Barbara could tell Rick was a real expert at cunt sucking. Rick knew just how to direct his tongue in the proper manner. He knew how to swish it around, covering every hot crevice of her snatch.

"Ohhh, baby, work it," she begged him. "Bring me off. Sweetheart, go down there and suck me. I'm really gonna shoot it. Ohhh, honey, suck."

Rick was proud of his sexual skills. He got his tongue down in there and hungrily licked at her mound. Her hips seemed to dance back and forth as the juices finally spurted from her pussy into Rick's mouth. Rick licked every hot drop of her vaginal juices, making loud suck sounds which stimulated her even more as he ate her.

Now he nodded.

"We're on the right track, honey," he told her. "You're uninhibited and so am I. I know you needed that suck. And I needed it, too."


CHAPTER TWELVE

Naked now, Rick got off the bed and went over to the television set. He turned it on.

"Your whole body was trembling," he smiled as he looked at her.

Barbara's eyes were focusing on the television screen now. There she saw a very erotic sight. A woman was sitting on a small milk stool as a Great Dane fucked her pussy.

"I never saw anything like that before," Barbara said, pretending to be quite innocent in the sophisticated ways of sexual intercourse.

"Ohhh, that's great stuff to watch," Rick told her. "I'll never forget when we got this hustler to fuck a dog in our dorm at college. I mean, that dog really fucked her."

She laughed as she listened to him. He spread out now on the bed and her hands immediately went down to his cock.

"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "I like the way you pull on my pecker. You know just how to do it."

Rick admired her beautiful passionate body. He was eager to give her a fantastic fuck. But he wanted to get aroused and stimulated from watching the television film sex scenes.

"Eat me," he begged. "Go ahead and slip your tongue over my dick stick."

Grasping his huge penis, she let her mouth slip over his penis shaft. Soon she was sucking him rhythmically. This got him totally turned on.

"Ohhh, that's beautiful," he told her. "You know how to use your mouth."

He was giving her a wild fuck. Rick really wanted to screw her and he didn't mind driving his dick inside of her mouth. He wanted to feel the head of it caressing the back of her throat.

"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "I'm hot. Eat it."

His plunging penis thrilled and excited her. She clasped his ass cheeks now as he rammed his cock down her throat. He was full of passion and excitement and she was eager to demonstrate with her mouth what a tremendous time she could give him. As he went on ramming into her, he begged her, "Don't suck it off. I want to do it slow. Ohhh, baby, you're beautiful."

It stimulated Rick to watch the dog fucking a woman on the television screen and have his own cock being sucked by a beautiful girl like Barbara at the same time.

Reaching out, Rick gripped her head. He ran his fingers through her hair as he went on ramming his cock forward.

"I enjoy having a girl let me deep throat fuck her," he assured her. "Ohhh, baby, let me slam my pecker down your throat all the way."

Rick went on plunging his penis down her throat. She hungrily held him as he fucked. His savage cock rammed forward and all of a sudden he exploded.

"I'm cuming," he gasped. "Ohhh, baby, suck me."

Barbara's fingers clutched at Rick's ass cheeks as he went on shoving his blazing penis down her throat and exploded. His hot, delicious cum tasted good to her. She sucked and swallowed. He was thrilled and exhilarated over the fact he didn't have to tell her to swallow his cum.

"You're beautiful," he exclaimed excitedly. "I didn't have to tell you to swallow my juice."

Barbara knew the perfect thing to say.

"Oh, it tasted so good," she shook her head. "You couldn't get me off your cock when it finally shoots. I love it."

This really got him excited.

"I wish I could find this kind of girl for my wife," he shook his head. "I would have to marry a frigid woman."

Barbara looked at him sadly as if tears would streak down her cheeks at any minute.

"Let's have something to drink, sweetheart," Rick suggested, "then we'll fuck some more."

Now he poured a shot of whiskey in a small plastic glass he found in the bathroom. He handed it to her and she tilted it to her lips and began slowly drinking. Handing her another plastic cup of water, he watched her use it as a chaser.

"I can speak frankly," Rick told her. "I've been considering a mistress."

This thrilled Barbara. It would be a perfect setup for her. If Rick could keep her in an apartment and pay the rent and give her some money as well, she could really clean up. She would have her own base of operation paid for and then she knew she could launch out into other sexual activities. It might not even hurt to join Caroline in a lesbian sexual performance now and then.

"What are you thinking about?" Rick asked as she didn't immediately answer.

"I was thinking how wonderful it would be for both of us," she replied, "to have a relationship like that. Oh, Rick, I love a one-on-one relationship. That's why I enjoy finding a man who likes to fuck. You know, I'm not used to doing this kind of thing."

Rick wanted to believe her but he knew it wasn't true. For his bartender friend picked women who were out hustling.

"You're awfully good at it," Rick said, scratching his chin.

"I am with you," she smiled. "Fuck me, sweetheart.

Any way you want to."

That was all of the encouragement that Rick needed to suggest a kind of sexual intercourse he had always wished he could find a girl to enjoy. A couple of times he had gotten some chicks to let him stick his prick up their assholes. But usually they would complain before he had even gotten it in.

"What I really would enjoy," he said, reaching back and caressing her round ass cheeks, "is sliding my dick up your ass."

Pretending she was virgin ass, Barbara shrugged, "I guess I could do it that way. If you would enjoy it, Rick."

Rick nodded, playing along with her. As long as he could get what he wanted, he didn't care if she wanted to do some acting.

"Baby, let's get on the floor," he suggested, "and I will watch the television. Look at that guy screwing that chick's asshole. I'll see if I can fuck your ass quicker. Maybe I can get my rocks off swifter than he's getting his off."

She moved over to the floor, but promptly pulled some oil from her purse.

"You come prepared," Rick smiled.

"This is an oil I use to keep my skin smooth," she covered quickly.

Opening the plastic container of baby oil, she poured some of its contents into her hands and gently rubbed it on Rick's long, throbbing penis.

"Ohhh, honey," he smiled, "just keep doing that and I will shoot my wad."

Hoping that this might satisfy him instead of the torture of accepting his penis up her rectum, she began pulling smoothly.

"Of course I didn't really mean it," Rick nodded. "I still want to stick my prick up your butt."

She nodded as she released his cock. Kneeling before the television set, she observed the big, black stud who was plunging his thick prick up a blonde girl's behind.

"Look at that black fucker go," Rick grinned. "You can tell he's enjoying that piece of ass."

Rick gripped her hips. He flipped his slippery cock between her ass cheeks. And then he slowly drove forward. He was plunging ever deeper now between her buttocks and finally his penis head met her tight anal ring entrance.

"Baby, it's gonna hurt," he warned her, "but you'll love it. Here we go!"

Squeezing her ass cheeks roughly, he fucked her hard. His big cock thrust past her tight anal opening and soon he was fucking.

"Ohhh, wow!" he told her. "This feels fantastic. Oh, baby, massage my prick with your tight asshole." Her ass muscles seized Rick's sliding penis. She was squeezing it now, gently rocking her hips back and forth.

"Ohhh, wow!" he exclaimed. "This is really something. Keep your ass moving. I love having my cock up your asshole."

Rick kept holding onto her ass cheeks, clutching ever so tightly as his hot, thick prick continued plunging right up her ass.

Watching in the mirror, he could keep time with the black dude who was driving his prick up the blonde girl's asshole.

"Fuck it," he exclaimed. "Fuck. Ohh, baby, I'm really gonna screw you."

Rick continued gripping her ass cheeks now. It wasn't going to be much longer until his hot cock exploded. Rick speeded up his tempo as he observed the big black man was ramming his cock faster up the blonde girl's buttocks.

"Look at that tiger go," Rick panted as he continued pumping. "Baby, what a fuck. You really know how to grind your ass."

Pleased that he was finding so much pleasure with her hot, tight ass muscles twisting around his sliding, slick cock, she nodded.

"I'm a wild fuck," she told him.

He continued ramming into her and she became more aroused than ever.

"Give it to me," she begged. "Fuck me. I want every inch of it. Fuck me."

This stimulated and aroused Rick more than anything she could have said. For he wanted her to beg for it. He went on ramming it into her roughly, enjoying every erotic moment.

"Yes, yes," he exclaimed, "now you're doing it. That's what I want. Fuck, baby, fuck."

His rigid penis plunged up her asshole. She twisted back and forth as he continued stimulating her. Reaching around he fingered her pussy.

"Ohhh, wow!" she told him. "It really feels good to have your finger in my snatch."

Rick went on playing with her pussy while his penis rammed up her ass.

"Ohhh, baby," he gasped, "I'm cuming. Fuck me." Up and down his penis plunged in her asshole. At the same time his fingers kept on working at a brisk pace in her pussy.

"Ohhh, baby, I'm cuming, too," she gasped as she joined him in climax.

Rick could tell from his sticky fingers that she had made it. He went on plunging his penis right up her asshole until he had finished unloading.

Slowly he eased his fingers from her vagina and withdrew his cock from her tight anus. She rolled over and he got down there and licked her inner hot thighs where her pussy juices had gushed.

Now he was engulfed in a state of great excitement. Sliding his hands under her ass cheeks, he let his hot tongue work back and forth across her box. Soon he was giving her a super suck, driving his tongue up and down inside of her mound. Reaching for him, she gripped his head and begged, "Yes, Rick. Keep licking. Ohhh, honey, slide your tongue around. Work your tongue in there. Back and forth. Just like that. To the right. To the left. Ohhh, baby, drive it in me."

Rick didn't require that much coaching. He loved having a woman begging him to eat her box. And realizing he had unleashed the fires in her vagina, he became more aroused than ever. His hot tongue continued sliding inside of her.

"Yes, yes," she begged passionately, "I want it. Ohhh, baby, you're beautiful. Keep your tongue going in me. That's it."

Rick worked his tongue back and forth against her clit. Her whole body rocked from the stimulating tongue stabs he was directing her way.

"I'm cuming," she gasped. "Ohhh, suck me, Rick. Suck me."

Rick finished sucking on her. He loved the way her whole body began to twist and turn from the stimulation of his swift tongue strokes.

Finally he pulled his tongue from her vagina. He looked at her lovingly.

"Ohhh, I want to suck you all over," she begged anxiously. "Come up here, honey. Let me suck those balls. Ohhh, baby, just let me lick them."

Rick straddled her face. He was pleased to see the way she went after his testicles. He didn't have to beg now. For she was eager to please him. Her mouth accepted both balls and she gently let her tongue lave them. At the same time her hands gripped his buttocks, squeezing them.

"You're beautiful," he told her. "Ohhh, baby, lick my asshole."

Releasing his balls, she let her tongue slide to his ass crack. This stimulated him enormously. He thought he was really going to shoot now. But he tried his best to control himself as he felt the tempo of her tongue movements increasing as she went into high gear on an ass suck.

"I love it when you lick my ass," he panted as he twisted back and forth.

She could tell from his twitching, big balls, just how excited he had become. The sweeping impact of her tongue sliding in and out of his tight, twisting asshole was evident as he trembled. He couldn't hold still now. Grabbing his ass cheeks, she sucked vigorously. With her mouth over his ass forming a suction, she went on sliding her tongue right up his rectum.

"You'd better lick my prick," Rick warned her. "I'm gonna shoot my wad."

Pulling her tongue swiftly from his asshole, she began letting her tongue lick up and down his long, throbbing penis. She was anxious to get a taste of his juice.

"Come on and really suck me off," he told her "Suck my hot prick. Suck me off, baby. Ohhh, that's nice. Keep your tongue working. Lick it."

Grasping his huge penis, she let her tongue lick around its throbbing, meaty head. Holding onto his penis firmly with one hand, she sucked his cock. With her other hand she worked around his testicles. This ignited his fire.

"I'm revved up, cock sucker," Rick gasped. "Eat me. Ohhh, baby, you're gonna suck me off. Get set for a thick load. Eat it."

Rick's hips rocked back and forth. She could tell from the heavy sounds of his breathing just how closely he was drawing to the point of climax.

"Eat me," he begged her. "Suck me. Ohhh, baby, taste it. Lick it. Swallow it."

She was eager to feel his white, creamy cum spasm in her mouth. Suddenly, hot, thick spurts of white semen spilled from the head of his penis.

"I'm cuming," he gasped. "Suck every drop of it. Ohhh, baby, this is what I call a suck. Suck it. Suck every bit of it."

It was really something the way she went for him. This thrilled and excited him. He wanted her to appreciate him. And she was. As he plunged his hard cock down her throat and pulled out so he could spill the remainder of his seed in her mouth, he watched as she swallowed.

"Eat it," he begged her, "eat me."

Barbara was going crazy over his cock. She was giving him a demonstration of what pleasure she could give him, as contrasted with his wife. Perhaps he would set her up. She would enjoy being a mistress. It would give her status and class. Why, half the movie stars in Hollywood lived that way, she thought to herself. Few of them bothered with the legal merits of a license.

"Eat me," he grunted. "Swallow it. Suck it all out."

Finishing getting all of the juice out of his penis tip, she pulled off slowly. Licking her lips, she looked up at him.

"How did it taste?"

"Delicious," she assured him. "Ohhh, Rick, let me kiss you."

Wrapping her arms around him now, she pressed her lips lovingly on his. Soon they were Frenching. His hands gripped her body tightly.

"Ohhh, baby what did I do before I met you?" Rick asked aloud.

Barbara didn't say a word. She made it a point to feign some tears. That always helped trigger emotion in men, she discovered.

"You know I love this, don't you?" he asked her.

Barbara nodded but still said nothing.


CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Barbara was pleased that the mantle of respectability would fall on her life now that Rick had suggested she might become his mistress.

"It would be like my blue heaven, waiting for you every night, Rick," she told him.

She hoped that would stick in his mind and he would make a definite proposal.

"What are you talking about?" Rick questioned, as if he wasn't quite sure.

"I mean, your mentioning of putting me up in an apartment. When you wanted to have some good times, you could come over and see me."

Rick's eyes lit up.

"You'd like that?" he smiled.

"You bet your fucking ass I would," Barbara said, slapping him playfully.

"A woman after my own heart," he smiled.

Shaking her head, Barbara repeated what he said.

"You mean, a woman after your hard-on."

He laughed as he held her close to him.

"You mean a lot to me, baby," he told her. "You really do."

They held each other closely and then Barbara reminded him, "Remember, you're married, Rick. You've got to get home to your wife."

Rick shook his head.

"How thoughtful of you. Remember, as my back street wife you will have to part with me when you probably would want to hold onto me."

Barbara nodded and smiled at him.

"I would just have to learn to live with that deprivation," she exclaimed. "But I know that those moments when we could be together would be so beautiful, it would be worth it all."

Rick was impressed with her sincerity. Either that or he calculated she was a very good actress. Little did he know that she really was the actress and her sincerity was a thing that had to be scrutinized constantly.

"I wonder where I should get the apartment," she thought aloud.

"I wouldn't want you down in some fisherman's place," he laughed, "because they might try to use you. And, of course, I would want you to be my exclusive piece of ass."

"You know just how to put it, Rick," she told him. "You really do. You know how much I think of you." Rick nodded. "Baby," he told her, "let me tell you something. Before you sucked my ass and licked my balls and ate my prick, I was a man who had lost faith in love."

Hugging him closely, Barbara grinned, "Did a little ass licking do all of that?"

Rick nodded and looked at her sincerely.

"It made me have a different view of humanity. There's too much ass kissing and too little ass licking." A week later, Caroline was visiting Barbara at the posh apartment Rick had arranged for her.

"Baby, you've got it made," Caroline nodded. "I wish I could find some old man to put me up like you did. I guess you know what you're doing."

She nodded.

"Of course I do," Barbara told Caroline, "and if you would use your head instead of your heart, you might wind up in apartment like me."

Caroline nodded.

"I'm all heart, baby," she told her, "and I can't help it. Right now my heart belongs to you. I don't like to mention this, Barbara, but when I come to you it's like an oasis in a desert."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Barbara asked scornfully. "I certainly hope you don't think I could take a lesbian relationship seriously. After all, I'm normal."

Caroline was moved to tears.

"Are you knocking me?" she demanded. "Ohhh, Barbara, baby. I've tried so hard to be normal. I've fucked half the men in this town, yet I still like a nice piece of nooky now and then."

Barbara felt as though she could be considerate and compassionate at this point.

"All right, honey," she told her, "if you would like to do something with me, I'll let you."

This pleased her.

"I bought a dildo for myself when Rick isn't around. It's a double dildo. Fits in my asshole and my pussy at the same time."

"Ohhh, I have one of those deluxe models, too," Caroline quipped. "My old girl friend Peggy sent me one for Christmas."

"Who is Peggy?" Barbara questioned. "You've never mentioned her before."

"Peggy used to be my lover," she explained. "She has a strip club. Problem is she makes so much over the women, drooling and everything, she drives half the men away."

Barbara could see what an uncomfortable situation could be created by a lesbian running a bar.

"Is Peggy still in business?" Barbara asked her curiously.

"Of course she is," Caroline said. "She runs a very dignified joint. You've heard of Peggy's Place, haven't you?"

Barbara nodded. "Oh, that real modern disco place," she told her, "that has the strippers dancing on the bar."

Caroline nodded. "That's where I got my break," she explained. "I picked up with an old stock broker. Peggy got jealous and tried to kill the stock broker."

"What happened?" Barbara asked, placing her hand over her breast, thinking of the distressing moments poor Caroline had suffered in her young life.

"She missed," Caroline smiled. "My broker wasn't in a position to press charges. His wife would have sued him and taken his left nut in the process. So he put me up in a high-rise apartment. Has guards at the door."

"I'll bet you loved it," Barbara told her.

"I loved the guard," Caroline laughed, "and one night he caught me blowing the guard and that was the end."

"The end of what?" Barbara asked, still not sure of the conclusion Caroline was referring to.

"The end of my love affair with the guard," she explained. "He shot his balls off."

Barbara was upset now.

"They had to have a closed trial," Caroline explained, "because it was all so obscene. The broker was divorced by his wife, got a heart attack and went on to his reward. And every time I think of it, I hate it all."

"You must have suffered so," Barbara consoled her, "losing your friend."

"Hell, I wasn't worried about that," she admitted candidly. "But he owed me something. He promised to remember me in his will."

"Did he?"

"Yes," she nodded, "he left me his toy poodle, Pogo. What can I do with a Pogo stick?"

"You could always put on a dog fuck show," Barbara quipped.

Quickly Caroline looked at her watch.

"Oh, dear," she gasped, "I must be running along. I have a special appointment this evening. I've been asked to put on a dog show at a stag party. I'll have to use my pussy muscle exerciser to get my box into shape for the evening's action. You know, I'm always very careful to give my clients their money's worth. That's the only way I can stay in business."

It takes all kinds, Barbara thought to herself, as she realized that Rick would be expecting some sex action from her that evening, too. She shrugged as she hurried into the bedroom to get herself ready for another wild fucking action with her horny lover.


The End
